Analysis of The Speech Of Flattery
Leon Gellert 1892 (Australia) – 1977
See how he lies, still mighty in his ease,
The fields' huge fear, the terrifying saint;
And nothing needed but his straightened knees,
A polished helm,-perhaps a little paint.
His breast is broad, as when behind the shield
He thrust its front across the clanging line,
And stood with Gore, as trembling armies kneeled
To lay their carven trophies at his shrine.
And now the very gates would yield at sight,
The earth cry 'Welcome' and the maidens sing
'The day has come, at last, lat last, the light!
Sick Peace is slain, and slaying War is king!'
Oh, even yet will Beauty yield to Might,
And deck his couch while Numa's temples ring.'
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111110011 011101001 0101011101 0101010101 1111110101 1111010101 01111100101 111110111 0101011111 0111000101 0111111101 1111010111 1101110111 011111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 630 |
Words | 119 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 35 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 493 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 114 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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