Analysis of Sonnet XXV: Can'st Thou Forget
Mary Darby Robinson 1757 (England) – 1800 (England)
Can'st thou forget, O! Idol of my Soul!
Thy Sappho's voice, her form, her dulcet Lyre!
That melting ev'ry thought to fond desire,
Bade sweet delerium o'er thy senses roll?
Can'st thou, so soon, renounce the blest control
That calm'd with pity's tears love's raging fire,
While Hope, slow breathing on the trembling wire,
In every note with soft persuasion stole?
Oh! Sov'reign of my heart! return! return!
For me no spring appears, no summers bloom,
No Sun-beams glitter, and no altars burn!
The mind's dark winter of eternal gloom,
Shews 'midst the waste a solitary urn,
A blighted laurel, and a mould'ring tomb!
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11101110111 111010101 1101111010 111101101 11111010101 1111111010 111101010010 01001110101 111110101 1111011101 1111001101 0111010101 110101001 0101000111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 608 |
Words | 106 |
Sentences | 12 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 471 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 104 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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