Analysis of The Exequy
Henry King 1592 (Worminghall, Buckinghamshire) – 1669 (Chichester)
1 Accept, thou shrine of my dead saint,
2 Instead of dirges, this complaint;
3 And for sweet flow'rs to crown thy hearse,
4 From thy griev'd friend, whom thou might'st see
5 Quite melted into tears for thee.
6 Dear loss! since thy untimely fate
7 My task hath been to meditate
8 On thee, on thee; thou art the book,
9 The library whereon I look,
10 Though almost blind. For thee (lov'd clay)
11 I languish out, not live, the day,
12 Using no other exercise
13 But what I practise with mine eyes;
14 By which wet glasses I find out
15 How lazily time creeps about
16 To one that mourns; this, only this,
17 My exercise and bus'ness is.
18 So I compute the weary hours
19 With sighs dissolved into showers.
20 Nor wonder if my time go thus
21 Backward and most preposterous;
22 Thou hast benighted me; thy set
23 This eve of blackness did beget,
24 Who wast my day (though overcast
25 Before thou hadst thy noon-tide past)
26 And I remember must in tears,
27 Thou scarce hadst seen so many years
28 As day tells hours. By thy clear sun
29 My love and fortune first did run;
30 But thou wilt never more appear
31 Folded within my hemisphere,
32 Since both thy light and mot{"i}on
33 Like a fled star is fall'n and gone;
34 And 'twixt me and my soul's dear wish
35 An earth now interposed is,
36 Which such a strange eclipse doth make
37 As ne'er was read in almanac.
38 I could allow thee for a time
39 To darken me and my sad clime;
40 Were it a month, a year, or ten,
41 I would thy exile live till then,
42 And all that space my mirth adjourn,
43 So thou wouldst promise to return,
44 And putting off thy ashy shroud,
45 At length disperse this sorrow's cloud.
46 But woe is me! the longest date
47 Too narrow is to calculate
48 These empty hopes; never shall I
49 Be so much blest as to descry
50 A glimpse of thee, till that day come
51 Which shall the earth to cinders doom,
52 And a fierce fever must calcine
53 The body of this world like thine,
54 (My little world!). That fit of fire
55 Once off, our bodies shall aspire
56 To our souls' bliss; then we shall rise
57 And view ourselves with clearer eyes
58 In that calm region where no night
59 Can hide us from each other's sight.
60 Meantime, thou hast her, earth; much good
61 May my harm do thee. Since it stood
62 With heaven's will I might not call
63 Her longer mine, I give thee all
64 My short-liv'd right and interest
65 In her whom living I lov'd best;
66 With a most free and bounteous grief,
67 I give thee what I could not keep.
68 Be kind to her, and prithee look
69 Thou write into thy doomsday book
70 Each parcel of this rarity
71 Which in thy casket shrin'd doth lie.
72 See that thou make thy reck'ning straight,
73 And yield her back again by weight;
74 For thou must audit on thy trust
75 Each grain and atom of this dust,
76 As thou wilt answer Him that lent,
77 Not gave thee, my dear monument.
78 So close the ground, and 'bout her shade
79 Black curtains draw, my bride is laid.
80 Sleep on my love in thy cold bed
81 Never to be disquieted!
82 My last good-night! Thou wilt not wake
83 Till I thy fate shall overtake;
84 Till age, or grief, or sickness must
85 Marry my body to that dust
86 It so much loves, and fill the room
87 My heart keeps empty in thy tomb.
88 Stay for me there, I will not fail
89 To meet thee in that hollow vale.
90 And think not much of my delay;
91 I am already on the way,
92 And follow thee with all the speed
93 Desire can make, or sorrows breed.
94 Each minute is a short degree,
95 And ev'ry hour a step towards thee.
96 At night when I betake to rest,
97 Next morn I rise nearer my west
98 Of life, almost by eight hours' sail,
99 Than when sleep breath'd his drowsy gale.
100 Thus from the sun my bottom steers,
101 And my day's compass downward bears;
102 Nor labour I to stem the tide
103 Through which to thee I swiftly glide.
104 'Tis true, with shame and grief I yield,
105 Thou like the van first took'st the field,
106 And gotten hath the victory
107 In thus adventuring to die
108 Before me, whose more years might crave
109 A just precedence in the grave.
110 But hark! my
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Poetic Form | Etheree (29%) Tetractys (21%) |
Metre | 01111111 0111101 01111111 111111111 11001111 11110101 1111110 11111101 010111 1111111 11011101 1011010 1111111 11110111 11001101 11111101 1100111 110101010 11010110 11011111 10010100 11010111 11110101 1111110 01111111 01010101 11111101 111101111 11010111 11110101 1001110 11110111 101111101 01101111 11111 11010111 1111010 11011101 11010111 01010111 1111111 01111101 11110101 01011101 1101111 11110101 1101110 11011011 1111111 01111111 11011101 0011011 01011111 110111110 111010101 110111111 010011101 01110111 11111101 1110111 11111111 11011111 01011111 1111010 00110111 1011011 11111111 1110011 1101111 11011100 10110111 11111111 01010111 11110111 11010111 11110111 11111100 11010101 11011111 11110111 10111 11111111 1111110 11111101 10110111 11110101 11110011 11111111 11101101 01111101 11010101 01011101 010111101 11010101 011001011 11110111 11111011 11111101 11111101 11011101 01110101 1111101 11111101 11110111 110111101 01010100 01111 01111111 01100001 111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 4,257 |
Words | 832 |
Sentences | 28 |
Stanzas | 8 |
Stanza Lengths | 19, 18, 8, 14, 18, 2, 20, 11 |
Lines Amount | 110 |
Letters per line (avg) | 29 |
Words per line (avg) | 10 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 392 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 137 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 10, 2023
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