Analysis of Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XLIII
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt 1840 (Petworth House) – 1922 (United Kingdom)
How shall I tell my fall? The life of man
Is but a tale of tumbles, this way thrown
At his beginning by mere haste of plan
In the first gaping ditch with flowers o'ergrown;
Anon more cautious for his wounded knees,
Yet falling still through much expectancy;
And so to age, the goal of his heart's ease,
Stumbling in blindness on he knows not why.
How shall I tell it? As the poets tell
Who wrap love in a garment of vain light?
Or plainly naked, the poor child of Hell
And laughter that it is and starless night?
I like the truth best. Yet this love, sad thing,
Mired and defiled, I saw it once a king.
Scheme | ABAACDCEFGFGHH |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111110111 1101110111 1101011111 0011011101 111011101 1101110100 0111011111 10001011111 1111110101 1110010111 1101001111 010111011 1101111111 101111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 597 |
Words | 121 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 465 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 119 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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