Analysis of The Apple
Yehudah HaLevi 1075 (Spain) – 1141 (Holy Land)
You have enslaved me with your lovely body;
You have put me in a kind of prison.
Since the day we parted,
I have found nothing that is like your beauty.
So I comfort myself with a ripe apple—
Its fragrance reminds me of the myrrh of your breath,
Its shape of your breasts, its color
Of the color that used to rise to your cheeks.
| Scheme | ABCADEFG |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 11011111010 1111001110 101110 11110111110 1110110110 110011101111 11111110 10101111111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 332 |
| Words | 68 |
| Sentences | 4 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 8 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
| Words per line (avg) | 8 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 256 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 66 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 08, 2023
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