Analysis of Once in a Saintly Passion
James Thomson 1700 (Port Glasgow) – 1748 (London)
Once in a saintly passion
I cried with desperate grief,
"O Lord, my heart is black with guile,
Of sinners I am chief."
Then stooped my guardian angel
And whispered from behind,
"Vanity, my little man,
You're nothing of the kind."
| Scheme | ABCBDEFE |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1001010 111101 11111111 110111 11110010 010101 1001101 110101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 237 |
| Words | 45 |
| Sentences | 3 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 8 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 176 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 41 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on May 01, 2023
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