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''Trochaic''

:Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary
:Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore-
:While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping
:As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door
:( Edgar Allan Poe , " The Raven ")

''Dactylic''

:Ere frost-flower and snow-blossom faded and fell, and the splendour of winter had passed out of sight,
:The ways of the woodlands were fairer and stranger than dreams that fulfil us in sleep with delight;
:The breath of the mouths of the winds had hardened on tree-tops and branches that glittered and swayed
:Such wonders and glories of blossomlike snow or of frost that outlightens all flowers till it fade
:( A. C. Swinburne , "March: An Ode")