Analysis of Silver Filigree
Elinor Morton Wylie 1885 (Somerville, New Jersey) – 1928 (New York City, New York)
The icicles wreathing
On trees in festoon
Swing, swayed to our breathing:
They're made of the moon.
She's a pale, waxen taper;
And these seem to drip
Transparent as paper
From the flame of her tip.
Molten, smoking a little,
Into crystal they pass;
Falling, freezing, to brittle
And delicate glass.
Each a sharp-pointed flower,
Each a brief stalactite
Which hangs for an hour
In the blue cave of night.
Scheme | ABAB CDCD EFEF CGCG |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 01001 1101 1111010 11101 101110 01111 010110 101101 1010010 011011 1010110 01001 1011010 1011 111110 001111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 406 |
Words | 72 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 79 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 18 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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