Analysis of Cold!
Leon Gellert 1892 (Australia) – 1977
Come not to me with loveliness
Across the crying hill;
For once I held thee pitiless
Hast thou no pity still?
Come not to me with hot delight,
And touch this moveless clay,
Lest my poor heart that knows the night
Awake and feel the day.
Come not to me and kiss this head,
And heat me with thy fire;
For I am dead, and thou art dead;
And dead is my desire.
Scheme | ABAB CDCD EFEF |
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Poetic Form | Traditional rhyme Quatrain |
Metre | 111111 010101 11111100 111101 11111101 01111 11111101 010101 11110111 0111110 11110111 0111010 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 352 |
Words | 75 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 91 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 24 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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