Analysis of A Woman’s Sonnets: XI
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt 1840 (Petworth House) – 1922 (United Kingdom)
Wild words I write, and lettered in deep pain,
To lay in your loved hand as love's farewell.
It is the thought we shall not meet again
Nerves me to write and my whole secret tell.
For when I speak to you, you only jest,
And laughing break the sentence with a kiss,
Till my poor love is never quite confessed,
Nor know you half its tears and tenderness.
When the first darkness and the clouds began
I hid it from you fearing your reproof;
I would not vex your life's high aim and plan
With my poor woman's woe, and held aloof.
But now that all is ended, pride and shame,
My tumults and my joys I may proclaim.
Scheme | ABCBDEDFGHGHII |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111010011 110111111 1101111101 1111011101 1111111101 0101010101 1111110101 1111110100 1011000101 111111011 1111111101 1111010101 1111110101 110111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 603 |
Words | 122 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 471 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 120 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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