Analysis of Song From The Spanish Of Iglesias
William Cullen Bryant 1794 (Cummington) – 1878 (New York City)
Alexis calls me cruel;
The rifted crags that hold
The gathered ice of winter,
He says, are not more cold.
When even the very blossoms
Around the fountain's brim,
And forest walks, can witness
The love I bear to him.
I would that I could utter
My feelings without shame;
And tell him how I love him,
Nor wrong my virgin fame.
Alas! to seize the moment
When heart inclines to heart,
And press a suit with passion,
Is not a woman's part.
If man comes not to gather
The roses where they stand,
They fade among their foliage;
They cannot seek his hand.
Scheme | XABA XCXC BDCD XEXE BFXF |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 0101110 01111 0101110 111111 11001010 01011 0101110 011111 1111110 110011 0111111 111101 0111010 110111 0101110 110101 1111110 010111 1101110 110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 536 |
Words | 106 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 20 |
Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 85 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 21 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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