Analysis of A Book of Wordsworth
Leon Gellert 1892 (Australia) – 1977
Thy talks on God, and glories of His fields
Are woven into my unworthy past.
The fragments of thy thoughts my memory yields
Grow dim at times, and yet they seem to last.
This little book of verses, covered red,
A gift to me, a gift of quiet rest,
Is filled with soothing words that thou hast said;
Some chosen thoughts, the wisest and the best;-
Sweet songs and gleanings from that inward eye;
The noise of bees the wind in daffodils;
The splendour of the sea and of the sky;
And Nature standing on the silent hills.
They words, thy thoughts, for me can never cease
To have that flavour of eternal peace.
Scheme | ABABCDCDEFEFGG |
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Poetic Form | Shakespearean sonnet |
Metre | 1111010111 1100110101 01011111001 1111011111 1101110101 0111011101 1111011111 1101010001 110111101 011101010 011010101 0101010101 1111111101 111110101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 599 |
Words | 117 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 472 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 114 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 04, 2023
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