Analysis of O come quickly!
Thomas Campion 1567 – 1620
NEVER weather-beaten sail more willing bent to shore,
Never tired pilgrim's limbs affected slumber more,
Than my wearied sprite now longs to fly out of my troubled breast:
O come quickly, sweetest Lord, and take my soul to rest!
Ever blooming are the joys of heaven's high Paradise,
Cold age deafs not there our ears nor vapour dims our eyes:
Glory there the sun outshines; whose beams the Blessed only see:
O come quickly, glorious Lord, and raise my sprite to Thee!
Scheme | AABB XXCC |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (50%) |
Metre | 1010101110111 1010101010101 111011111111101 1110101011111 1010101110110 11111101111101 1010111101101 11101001011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 475 |
Words | 84 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 8 |
Letters per line (avg) | 46 |
Words per line (avg) | 10 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 185 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 41 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 18, 2023
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