Analysis of On a Girdle
Edmund Waller 1606 (Coleshill) – 1687
That which her slender waist confin'd,
Shall now my joyful temples bind;
No monarch but would give his crown,
His arms might do what this has done.
It was my heaven's extremest sphere,
The pale which held that lovely deer,
My joy, my grief, my hope, my love,
Did all within this circle move.
A narrow compass, and yet there
Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair;
Give me but what this ribbon bound,
Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Scheme | AAXX BBXX CCDD |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (33%) |
Metre | 11010101 11110101 1111111 11111111 1111011 01111101 11111111 11011101 01010011 11110111 11111101 11010111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 438 |
Words | 85 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 28 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 113 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 28 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 06, 2023
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