Analysis of Modern Love XLVI: At Last We Parley
George Meredith 1828 (Portsmouth, Hampshire) – 1909 (Box Hill, Surrey)
At last we parley: we so strangely dumb
In such a close communion! It befell
About the sounding of the Matin-bell,
And lo! her place was vacant, and the hum
Of loneliness was round me. Then I rose,
And my disordered brain did guide my foot
To that old wood where our first love-salute
Was interchanged: the source of many throes!
There did I see her, not alone. I moved
Toward her, and made proffer of my arm.
She took it simply, with no rude alarm;
And that disturbing shadow passed reproved.
I felt the pained speech coming, and declared
My firm belief in her, ere she could speak.
A ghastly morning came into her cheek,
While with a widening soul on me she stared.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111011101 0101010101 010101011 0101110001 1100111111 0101011111 11111101101 11011101 1111010111 0100110111 1111011101 01010111 1101110001 1101001111 0101010101 11010011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 660 |
Words | 127 |
Sentences | 10 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 16 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 520 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 125 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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