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Updated: May 15, 2025
Its half-dozen beds were so many cantos. Nature crowded them for him with imagery such as no Laureate could copy in the cold mosaic of language. The rhythm of alternating dawn and sunset, the strophe and antistrophe still perceptible through all the sudden shifts of our dithyrambic seasons and echoed in corresponding floral harmonies, made melody in the soul of Abel, the plain serving-man.
At his funeral, Mrs. Julia Ward Howe, an intimate friend of many years, read this just and appreciative tribute: "O Presence reverend and rare, Art thou from earth withdrawn? Thou passest as the sunshine flits To light another dawn. Surely among the symphonies That praise the Ever-blest, Some strophe of surpassing peace Inviteth thee to rest.
The verse and strophe form, the rhyme scheme, the accent, the melody, except for Heine's superiority, are the same in both. As to length, the two poems are exactly equal, each containing, by an unimportant but interesting coincidence, precisely 117 words. But the contents of the two poems are not nearly so similar as they apparently seemed, at first blush, to Adolf Strodtmann.
But to us, O Loxias of the golden-flowing hair, give also at thy Pythian games a new fair-flowering crown. All that we can be certain of as to the date of this ode is that it was written soon after the final expulsion of the Persians. From the first strophe we learn that Kleandros had won a Nemean as well as an Isthmian victory, and perhaps this ode really belongs to the former.
General Lackaday was the best of fellows -so simple, so sincere such a damned fine soldier such a gentle, kindly creature so scurvily treated by a disgraceful War Office just the husband for Auriol etcetera, etcetera in strophe and antistrophe of eulogy. All this was by way of beginning. Then came the point of the conclave.
The porch was flooded with silver light, and when Louise, having secured her seals, appeared upon the threshold, her pure and elegant form stood out against the dark background of the room like an alabaster statuette. Her step, as she advanced towards me, was undulating and rhythmical like a Greek strophe. I took my letters, and we strolled along the path towards an arbor.
Although No. V. is probably one of the lost songs of Nezahualcoyotl, the present is the only one of the collection which is definitely attributed to him. The language is very archaic, and in the sentiment there is every mark of antiquity. The text is apparently a dialogue, which was chanted as strophe and antistrophe, the one singer speaking for the King, the other for the bard himself.
The first strophe will suffice as a specimen: "Ye harp-controlling hymns! What God? what Hero? What Man shall we celebrate? But Theron for the four-horsed car, That bore victory to him, It behoves us now to voice aloud: The Just, the Hospitable, The Bulwark of Agrigentum, Of renowned fathers The Flower, even him Who preserves his native city erect and safe."
The fourth stress is, however, too strong to be thus disregarded, but because of its lighter character is best marked with a grave accent. The second half of each line ends in a masculine rhyme. The first three lines have each three stresses in the second half, while the second half of the fourth line has four accents to mark the end of the strophe.
As he played the chords after the first strophe, the voice from above whispered again: "Hush! for Heaven's sake!" Just that, and something fell at his feet, with a soft little padded sound on the pavement. He stooped to pick it up, and found a single rose; and at that instant the window closed sharply.
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