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Explore the Craft of Writing Greek Verse, the beginnings. Choriambics line is an unrhymed, 16 syllable line consisting of 2 trochees, iamb, trochee, iamb, trochee and 2 iambs in that order. Or you could say it was made up of a trochee, 3 choriambs and an iamb. Quantitative Verse Ls-Ls-sL-Ls-sL-Ls-sL-sL Ls-LssL-LssL-LssL-sL Children playing with dolls, girls being girls, getting prepared for life. Choriambics by Rupert Brooke Here the flame that was ash, shrine that was void, lost in the haunted wood, I have tended and loved, year upon year, I in the solitude Waiting, quiet and glad-eyed in the dark, knowing that once a gleam Glowed and went through the wood. Still I abode strong in a golden dream, Unrecaptured. For I, I that had faith, knew that a face would glance One day, white in the dim woods, and a voice call, and a radiance Fill the grove, and the fire suddenly leap . . . and, in the heart of it, End of laboring, you! Therefore I kept ready the altar, lit The flame, burning apart. Face of my dreams vainly in vision white Gleaming down to me, lo! hopeless I rise now. For about midnight Whispers grew through the wood suddenly, strange cries in the boughs above Grated, cries like a laugh. Silent and black then through the sacred grove Great birds flew, as a dream, troubling the leaves, passing at length. I knew Long expected and long loved, that afar, God of the dim wood, you Somewhere lay, as a child sleeping, a child suddenly reft from mirth, White and wonderful yet, white in your youth, stretched upon foreign earth, God, immortal and dead! Therefore I go; never to rest, or win Peace, and worship of you more, and the dumb wood and the shrine therein.