Analysis of To a Cyclamen
Walter Savage Landor 1775 (Warwick) – 1864
I COME to visit thee agen,
My little flowerless cyclamen;
To touch the hand, almost to press,
That cheer’d thee in thy loneliness.
What could thy careful guardian find
Of thee in form, of me in mind,
What is there in us rich or rare,
To make us claim a moment’s care?
Unworthy to be so carest,
We are but withering leaves at best.
Scheme | AABCDDEEDF |
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Poetic Form | Tetractys (20%) Etheree (20%) |
Metre | 1111011 11011 1101111 11101100 111101001 11011101 11101111 11110101 0101111 111100111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 334 |
Words | 66 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 10 |
Lines Amount | 10 |
Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 254 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 64 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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