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OTTO JESPERSEN Notes on Metre - UMR 7023

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Or<br />

Or<br />

<str<strong>on</strong>g>Notes</str<strong>on</strong>g> <strong>on</strong> <strong>Metre</strong><br />

He but usurped his life.<br />

Bear them from hence. Our present business<br />

Is general, etc.<br />

A sec<strong>on</strong>d example is:<br />

Utter your gravitie ore a gossips bowles,<br />

For here we need it not. I - You are too hot.<br />

Gods bread! it makes me mad. I (2)<br />

For here we need it not.-<br />

You are too hot. Gods bread! it makes me mad.<br />

And a third:<br />

Who, I, my lord! We know each others faces,<br />

But for our hearts, I he knowes no more of mine I<br />

Then I of yours; I<br />

Nor I no more of his, 6 I then you of mine. I<br />

Lord Hastings, you and he I are neere in love. I (3)<br />

121<br />

6 + 4<br />

6<br />

6<br />

4 + 6<br />

4 + 6<br />

4<br />

6 + 4<br />

6 + 4<br />

Such passages are thus elaborate acoustic delusi<strong>on</strong>s which are not detected<br />

<strong>on</strong> account of the intervening pauses.<br />

24. It may not be amiss here to give the analysis of a c<strong>on</strong>nected l<strong>on</strong>g<br />

passage according to the principles advocated in this paper. The passage<br />

(Henry IV, A, I, 3, 22ff.) is metrically of unusual interest.<br />

29 My liege, I did deny no pris<strong>on</strong>ers.<br />

30 But I remember when the fight was d<strong>on</strong>e,<br />

When I was dry with rage and extreame toyle,<br />

Breathlesse and faint, leaning up<strong>on</strong> my sword,<br />

Came there a certain lord, neat and trimly drest,<br />

34 Fresh as a bride-groome, and his chin new reapt<br />

Shew'd like a stubble land at harvest-home.<br />

He was perfumed like a milliner,<br />

And 'twixt his finger and his thumbe he held<br />

38 A pouncet-box, which ever and an<strong>on</strong><br />

He gave his nose, and took't away againe:<br />

Who therewith angry, when it next came there,<br />

Tooke it in snuffe: and still he smil'd and talk'd:

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