Analysis of From: Dedicatory Ode
Hilaire Belloc 1870 (La Celle-Saint-Cloud) – 1953
I will not try the reach again,
I will not set my sail alone,
To moor a boat bereft of men
At Yarnton's tiny docks of stone.
But I will sit beside the fire,
And put my hand before my eyes,
And trace, to fill my heart's desire,
The last of all our Odysseys.
The quiet evening kept her tryst:
Beneath an open sky we rode,
And passed into a wandering mist
Along the perfect Evenlode.
The tender Evenlode that makes
Her meadows hush to hear the sound
Of waters mingling in the brakes,
And binds my heart to English ground.
A lovely river, all alone,
She lingers in the hills and holds
A hundred little towns of stone,
Forgotten in the western wolds.
Scheme | ABAB CDCD EXEE FGFG BXBD |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 11110101 11111101 11010111 1110111 111101010 01110111 011111010 0111101 01010101 01110111 010101001 010011 010111 0111101 110100001 01111101 01010101 11000101 01010111 01000101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 634 |
Words | 126 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 20 |
Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 101 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 25 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 10, 2023
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