Analysis of Sonnet VII
Louise Labe 1525 (Lyon) – 1566 (Lyon)
All love is seen to fade and pass away.
When soul blends body by most subtle art,
I am the body, you the better part.
But O my well-loved soul, why did you stray ?
Why can't I always swoon with pleasure in
Your arms? My love, my better part, my soul,
O rescue me from drowning, even though
I know so well how badly I have sinned.
Dear friend, I sense there's something in the air
Of hunger lost. And if at last we meet
Again, please don't be cold, remote, discreet.
I am afraid our long concealed affair
Is willed to play out with a formal grace,
Both kind and cruel, never commonplace.
Scheme | ABBA XXXX CDD CEE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111110101 1111011101 1101010101 1111111111 111111100 1111110111 1101110101 1111110111 1111110001 1101011111 0111110101 11011010101 1111110101 110101010 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 581 |
Words | 116 |
Sentences | 9 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 3, 3 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 112 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 29 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 19, 2023
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