Analysis of Beauty.
Robert Crawford 1959 (Bellshill)
Her beauty is the bourne thought cannot pass;
And the angel of the heart's intelligence,
Young Love, might deem that boundary infinite,
So he within the glamour of her eyes,
As in some ether too thin to be weighed,
Might breathe for ever.
| Scheme | ABCDEF |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 0101011101 00101010100 11111100100 1101010101 1011011111 11110 |
| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 241 |
| Words | 45 |
| Sentences | 2 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 6 |
| Lines Amount | 6 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 31 |
| Words per line (avg) | 7 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 188 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 43 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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