Analysis of From Anacreon: Ode XI
Peter John Allan 1825 (York) – 1848 (Fredericton)
What recks it me of Gyges' lot?
His wealth and power I envy not.
My beard with scented oils shall shine,
The rose shall deck this brow of mine;
So smooth shall glide my life away,
The gods have given me to-day;
To whom the morrow?-who shall say?
Then, Cupid, view a slave in me,
And, Bacchus, let me worship thee,
Till Death's last pangs Anacreon prove,
Then farewell wine, and farewell love.
| Scheme | AA BBCCCDDXX |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1111111 110101101 11110111 01111111 11111101 01110111 11010111 11010101 01011101 111111 111011 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 390 |
| Words | 76 |
| Sentences | 6 |
| Stanzas | 2 |
| Stanza Lengths | 2, 9 |
| Lines Amount | 11 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
| Words per line (avg) | 7 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 150 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 37 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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