Analysis of To Winter
William Blake 1757 (Soho) – 1827 (London)
O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors:
The north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark
Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs,
Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car.'
He hears me not, but o'er the yawning deep
Rides heavy; his storms are unchain'd, sheathèd
In ribbèd steel; I dare not lift mine eyes,
For he hath rear'd his sceptre o'er the world.
Lo! now the direful monster, whose 1000 skin clings
To his strong bones, strides o'er the groaning rocks:
He withers all in silence, and in his hand
Unclothes the earth, and freezes up frail life.
He takes his seat upon the cliffs,--the mariner
Cries in vain. Poor little wretch, that deal'st
With storms!--till heaven smiles, and the monster
Is driv'n yelling to his caves beneath mount Hecla.
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Metre | 1101111 0111111111 1100101111 1111011101 11111100101 110111111 0111111111 11111101001 110110111 11111100101 11010100011 101010111 111101010100 1011101111 1111010010 111011101110 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 749 |
Words | 136 |
Sentences | 10 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 37 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 195 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 44 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 24, 2023
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