Analysis of His Pilgrimage
Sir Walter Raleigh 1552 (Hayes Barton, East Budleigh, Devon) – 1618 (London)
GIVE me my scallop-shell of quiet,
My staff of faith to walk upon,
My scrip of joy, immortal diet,
My bottle of salvation,
My gown of glory, hope's true gage;
And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Blood must be my body's balmer;
No other balm will there be given:
Whilst my soul, like quiet palmer,
Travelleth towards the land of heaven;
Over the silver mountains,
Where spring the nectar fountains;
There will I kiss
The bowl of bliss;
And drink mine everlasting fill
Upon every milken hill.
My soul will be a-dry before;
But, after, it will thirst no more.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111101110 11111101 111101010 1101010 11110111 01111100 11111010 110111110 11111010 10101110 1001010 1101010 1111 0111 0110101 01100101 11110101 11011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 580 |
Words | 102 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 12 |
Lines Amount | 18 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 215 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 50 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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