Analysis of Thou Hast Not Raised
Walter Savage Landor 1775 (Warwick) – 1864
Thou hast not rais'd, Ianthe, such desire
In any breast as thou hast rais'd in mine.
No wandering meteor now, no marshy fire,
Leads on my steps, but lofty, but divine:
And, if thou chillest me, as chill thou dost
When I approach too near, too boldly gaze,
So chills the blushing morn, so chills the host
Of vernal stars, with light more chaste than
day's.
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Metre | 11110101010 0101111101 1100100111010 1111110101 011111111 1101111101 1101011101 110111111 1 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 355 |
Words | 68 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 9 |
Lines Amount | 9 |
Letters per line (avg) | 30 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 272 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 66 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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