Analysis of Licia Sonnets 47
Giles Fletcher The Elder 1548 (Watford, Hertfordshire) – 1611
Like Memnon's rock, touched with the rising sun
Which yields a sound and echoes forth a voice,
But when it's drowned in western seas is done,
And drowsy-like leaves off to make a noise;
So I, my love, enlightened with your shine,
A poet's skill within my soul I shroud,
Not rude like that which finer wits decline,
But such as Muses to the best allowed.
But when your figure and your shape is gone
I speechless am like as I was before;
Or if I write, my verse is filled with moan,
And blurred with tears by falling in such store
Then muse not, Licia, if my Muse be slack,
For when I wrote I did thy beauty lack.
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Metre | 111110101 1101010101 1111010111 0101111101 1111010111 0101011111 1111110101 1111010101 1111001111 1101111101 1111111111 0111110011 111111111 1111111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 619 |
Words | 122 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 471 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 120 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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