Analysis of Fairies On The Sea Shore. By Howard
Letitia Elizabeth Landon 1802 (Chelsea) – 1838 (Cape Coast)
MY home and haunt are in every leaf,
Whose life is a summer day, bright and brief,--
I live in the depths of the tulip's bower,
I wear a wreath of the cistus flower,
I drink the dew of the blue harebell,
I know the breath of the violet well,--
The white and the azure violet;
But I know not which is the sweetest yet,--
I have kiss'd the cheek of the rose;
I have watch'd the lily unclose,
My silver mine is the almond tree,
Who will come dwell with flower and me?
CHORUS OF FAIRIES.
Dance we our round, 'tis a summer night,
And our steps are led by the glow-worms' light.
My dwelling is in the serpentine
Of the rainbow's colour'd line,--
See how its rose and amber clings
To the many hues of my radiant wings;
Mine is the step that bids the earth
Give to the iris flower its birth,
And mine the golden cup to hide,
Where the last faint hue of the rainbow died.
Search the depths of an Indian mine,
Where are the colours to match with mine?
Dance we round, for the gale is bringing
Songs the summer rose is singing.
I float on the breath of a minstrel's lute,
Or the wandering sounds of a distant flute,
Linger I over the tones that swell
From the pink-vein'd chords of an ocean-shell;
I love the sky-lark's morning hymn,
Or the nightingale heard at the twilight dim,
The echo, the fountain's melody,--
These, oh! these are the spells for me!
Hail to the summer night of June;
See! yonder has risen our ladye moon.
My palace is in the coral cave
Set with spars by the ocean wave;
Would ye have gems, then seek them there,--
There found I the pearls that bind my hair.
I and the wind together can roam
Over the green waves and their white foam,--
See, I have got this silver shell,
Mark how my breath will its smallness swell,
For the Nautilus is my boat
In which I over the waters float,--
The moon is shining over the sea,
Who is there will come sail with me?
CHORUS OF FAIRIES.
Our noontide sleep is on leaf and flower,
Our revels are held in a moonlit hour,--
What is there sweet, what is there fair,
And we are not the dwellers there?
Dance we round, for the morning light,
Will put us and our glow-worm lamps to flight!
Scheme | aabbccxxddee F gg hhiijjkkhh ll mmccnnee oo ppqqrrccssee F bbqqgg |
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Metre | 1101101001 1110101101 1100110110 110110110 11011011 1101101001 010010100 1111110101 11101101 1110101 110110101 111111001 10110 1110110101 01011110111 11010010 101101 11110101 10101111001 11011101 110101011 01010111 101111011 101111001 11011111 111101110 10101110 111011011 10100110101 101100111 1011111101 11011101 1010011011 01001100 11110111 11010111 1101101011 110100101 11110101 11111111 111011111 100101011 100110111 11111101 111111101 10100111 011100101 011101001 11111111 10110 1011111010 10101100110 11111111 01110101 11110101 11101011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 2,143 |
Words | 432 |
Sentences | 22 |
Stanzas | 10 |
Stanza Lengths | 12, 1, 2, 10, 2, 8, 2, 12, 1, 6 |
Lines Amount | 56 |
Letters per line (avg) | 29 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 162 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 41 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on May 01, 2023
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