Analysis of He Tells Of The Perfect Beauty
William Butler Yeats 1865 (Sandymount) – 1939 (Menton)
O CLOUD-PALE eyelids, dream-dimmed eyes,
The poets labouring all their days
To build a perfect beauty in rhyme
Are overthrown by a woman's gaze
And by the unlabouring brood of the skies:
And therefore my heart will bow, when dew
Is dropping sleep, until God burn time,
Before the unlabouring stars and you.
| Scheme | ABCBADCD |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1111111 0101111 110011001 10110101 01011101 01111111 110101111 0101101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 307 |
| Words | 55 |
| Sentences | 2 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 8 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 31 |
| Words per line (avg) | 7 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 244 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 53 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 14, 2023
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