Analysis of Serenade
William Makepeace Thackeray 1811 – 1863
Now the toils of day are over,
And the sun hath sunk to rest,
Seeking, like a fiery lover,
The bosom of the blushing west—
The faithful night keeps watch and ward,
Raising the moon her silver shield,
And summoning the stars to guard
The slumbers of my fair Mathilde!
The faithful night! Now all things lie
Hid by her mantle dark and dim,
In pious hope I hither hie,
And humbly chant mine ev'ning hymn.
Thou art my prayer, my saint, my shrine!
(For never holy pilgrim kneel'd,
Or wept at feet more pure than thine),
My virgin love, my sweet Mathilde!
Scheme | ABAB XXXC XDXD EBEC |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (75%) |
Metre | 10111110 0011111 101010010 01010101 01011101 10010101 01000111 0111110 01011111 11010101 01011101 01011111 11111111 11010101 11111111 11011110 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 544 |
Words | 105 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 106 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 26 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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