Analysis of The Loom of Dreams
Arthur Symons 1865 (Milford Haven) – 1945
I broider the world upon a loom,
I broider with dreams my tapestry;
Here in a little lonely room
I am master of earth and sea,
And the planets come to me.
I broider my life into the frame,
I broider my love, thread upon thread;
The world goes by with its glory and shame,
Crowns are bartered and blood is shed;
I sit and broider my dreams instead.
And the only world is the world of my dreams,
And my weaving the only happiness;
For what is the world but what it seems?
And who knows but that God, beyond our guess,
Sits weaving worlds out of loneliness?
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11010101 11111100 10010101 11101101 0010111 11110101 11111011 0111111001 11100111 11011101 00101101111 0110010100 111011111 01111101101 110111100 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 562 |
Words | 111 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 5, 5 |
Lines Amount | 15 |
Letters per line (avg) | 29 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 143 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 36 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 17, 2023
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