Analysis of A Glory Gone
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt 1840 (Petworth House) – 1922 (United Kingdom)
What is my thought of you, beloved one,
Now you have passed from me and gone your ways?
Glory is gone with you from stars and sun,
And all wise meaning from the nights and days.
There is no colour, no delight, no praise
In the deep forest, where your dear eyes shone,
Nor any dryad face with cheeks ablaze
To paint the glades grown sere as Avalon.
--What is my thought of you? No thought have I
But just to weep the pity of lost things,
Grieve with the wind, and rain tears with the rain.
The sun may smile, who knows, in a blue sky,
To--morrow? But to--day Hope's passionate wings
Are folded and Love waits on only Pain.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111111011 1111110111 1011111101 0111010101 111110111 0011011111 110111101 110111110 1111111111 1111010111 1101011101 0111110011 11011111001 1100111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 616 |
Words | 123 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 475 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 121 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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