Analysis of Sonnet 119: What potions have I drunk of Siren tears
William Shakespeare 1564 (Stratford-upon-Avon) – 1616 (Stratford-upon-Avon)
What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,
Distilled from limbecks foul as hell within,
Applying fears to hopes, and hopes to fears,
Still losing when I saw my self to win!
What wretched errors hath my heart committed,
Whilst it hath thought it self so blessèd never!
How have mine eyes out of their spheres been fitted
In the distraction of this madding fever!
O, benefit of ill, now I find true
That better is, by evil still made better;
And ruined love, when it is built anew,
Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater.
So I return rebuked to my content,
And gain by ills thrice more than I have spent.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101111101 011111101 0101110111 1101111111 11010111010 11111111110 11111111110 00010111010 1100111111 11011101110 0101111101 11011111110 1101011110 0111111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 619 |
Words | 117 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 481 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 115 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 19, 2023
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