Note 38 — Chapter IV
Reading edition
An interesting variation of this rhythm (though perhaps to be related to the Middle English descendant of the Anglo-Saxon long line) occurs in Shelley's Prometheus Unbound, Act I,
O sister, desolation is a difficult thing.
Compare also Shelley's earlier poem, Stanzas—April, 1814; and for a more recent example:
Ithaca, Ithaca, the land of my desire! I'm home again in Ithaca, beside my own hearth-fire. Sweet patient eyes have welcomed me, all tenderness and truth, Wherein I see kept sacredly, the visions of our youth. Amelia J. Burr, Ulysses in Ithaca.