Analysis of Alfred Tennyson
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt 1840 (Petworth House) – 1922 (United Kingdom)
Tears, idle tears! Ah, who shall bid us weep,
Now that thy lyre, O prophet, is unstrung?
What voice shall rouse the dull world from its sleep
And lead its requiem as when Grief was young,
And thou in thy rapt youth, Time's bards among,
Captured our ears, and we looked up and heard
Spring's sweetest music on thy mourning tongue
And knew thee for Pain's paradisal bird.
We are alone without thee in our tears,
Alone in our mute chauntings. Vows are vain
To tell thee how we loved thee in those years
Nor dream to look upon thy like again.
We know not how to weep without thy aid,
Since all that tears would tell thyself hast said.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101111111 111111011 1111011111 01110011111 0101111101 10101011101 1101011101 0111111 11010110101 0101011111 1111111011 1111011101 1111110111 111111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 625 |
Words | 122 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 35 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 491 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 120 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on May 03, 2023
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