Analysis of Her Glass.
Robert Crawford 1959 (Bellshill)
Her glass yet holds, or seems to hold her!
But now she visioned herself here;
Her glass spoke truth, and fondly told her
What a man might, a man's lips near
The shell of her soft ear.
But too cold thing that could not capture
The blush of beauty, as it were!
When a man's heart with dreamy rapture
Would at the least, least touch of her
Feel all his pulses stir.
| Scheme | ABACBAAAAA |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Etheree (50%) |
| Metre | 011111110 1111011 011101010 10110111 011011 111111110 01110110 101111010 11011110 111101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 361 |
| Words | 74 |
| Sentences | 5 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 10 |
| Lines Amount | 10 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 28 |
| Words per line (avg) | 7 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 279 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 72 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 10, 2023
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