Analysis of To Lucasta. Her Reserved Looks.
Richard Lovelace 1618 – 1657
LUCASTA, frown, and let me die,
But smile, and see, I live;
The sad indifference of your eye
Both kills and doth reprieve.
You hide our fate within its screen;
We feel our judgment, ere we hear.
So in one picture I have seen
An angel here, the devil there.
Scheme | ABACDEDF |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 110111 110111 010100111 110101 111010111 111010111 10110111 11010101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 265 |
Words | 52 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 8 |
Lines Amount | 8 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 195 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 50 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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