Analysis of Pan Is Dead
Ezra Pound 1885 (Hailey) – 1972 (Venice)
‘Pan is dead. Great Pan is dead.
Ah! bow your heads, ye maidens all,
And weave ye him his coronal.’
'There is no summer in the leaves,
And withered are the sedges;
How shall we weave a coronal,
Or gather floral pledges?'
'That I may not say, Ladies.
Death was ever a churl.
That I may not say, Ladies.
How should he show a reason,
That he has taken our Lord away
Upon such hollow season?'
Scheme | xaa bbax CaCdxd |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111111 11111101 011111 11110001 010101 111101 1101010 1111110 111001 1111110 1111010 1111010101 0111010 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 388 |
Words | 81 |
Sentences | 10 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 4, 6 |
Lines Amount | 13 |
Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 97 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 25 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 28, 2023
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