Analysis of Erat Hora
Ezra Pound 1885 (Hailey) – 1972 (Venice)
‘Thank you, whatever comes.' And then she turned
And, as the ray of sun on hanging flowers
Fades when the wind hath lifted them aside,
Went swiftly from me. Nay, whatever comes
One hour was sunlit and the most high gods
May not make boast of any better thing
Than to have watched that hour as it passed.
| Scheme | ABCDEFG |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 111010111 01011111010 1101110101 110111101 1101100111 1111110101 1111110111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 307 |
| Words | 61 |
| Sentences | 4 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 7 |
| Lines Amount | 7 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
| Words per line (avg) | 8 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 237 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 58 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on May 02, 2023
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