Analysis of A Nocturne
George Essex Evans 1863 (London) – 1909 (Toowoomba)
Like weary sea-birds spent with flight
And faltering,
The slow hours beat across the night
On leaden wing.
The wild bird knows where rest shall be
Soe'er he roam.
Heart of my heart! apart from thee
I have no home.
Afar from thee, yet not alone,
Heart of my heart!
Like some soft haunting whisper blown
From Heaven thou art.
I hear the magic music roll
Its waves divine;
The subtle fragrance of thy soul
Has passed to mine.
Nor dawn nor Heaven my heart can know
Save that which lies
In lights and shades that come and go
In thy soft eyes.
Here in the night I dream the day,
By love upborne,
When thy sweet eyes shall shine and say
"It is the morn!"
Scheme | ABABCDCD EFEFGHGH IJIJKEKX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11011111 0100 011010101 1101 01111111 111 11110111 1111 01111101 1111 11110101 11011 11010101 1101 01010111 1111 111101111 1111 01011101 0111 10011101 111 11111101 1101 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 691 |
Words | 129 |
Sentences | 10 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 168 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 42 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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