Analysis of Vestal Flame
Josephine Preston Peabody 1874 (New York City) – 1922
Light, light,--the last:
Till the night be done,
Keep the watch for stars and sun, and eyelids over-cast.
Once there seemed a sky,
Brooding over men.
Now no stars have come again, since their bright good-bye!
Once my dreams were wise.
Now I nothing know;
Fasting and the dark have so put out my heart's eyes.
But thy golden breath
Burns against my cheek.
I can feel and love, and seek all the rune it saith.
Do not thou be spent,
Holy thing of fire,--
Only hope of heart's desire dulled with wonderment!
While there bide these two
Hands to bar the wind;
Though such fingers chill and thinned, shed no roses through.
While this body bends
Only for thy guard;
Like a tower, to ward and worship all the light it sends.
It is not for fear
Lest there ring some cry
On the midnight, 'Rise and come. Lo, the Bridegroom near!'
It is not for pride,
To be shining fair
In a wedding-garment there, lighting home the Bride.
It is not to win
Love, for hoarded toil,
From those poor, with their spent oil, weeping, 'Light us in!'--
No; but in despite
Of all vigils set,
Do I bind me to thee yet,--strangest thing of Light!
Only, all, for thee
Whatsoe'er thou art,
Smiling through the blinded heart, things it cannot see.
Very Soul's Desire,
Take my life; and live
By the rapture thine doth give, ecstasy of fire!
Hold thy golden breath!
For I feel,--not hear--
Spent with joy and fear to lose thee, all the song it saith.
Light, light, my own:
Do not thou disown
Thy poor keeper-of-the-light, for Light's sake alone.
The dark had left no speech save hand-in-hand
Between us two the while, with others near.
Mine questioned thine with 'Why should I be here?'
'Yet bide thou here,' said thine, 'and understand.'
And mine was mute; but strove not then to go;
And hid itself, and murmured, 'Do not hear
The listening in my heart!' Said thine, 'My Dear,
I will not hear it, ever. But I know.'
Said mine to thine: 'Let be. Now will I go!--
For you are saying,--you who do not speak,
This hand-in-hand is one day cheek-to-cheek!'
And said thy hand around me, 'Even so.'
Then mine to thine.--'Yea, I have been alone;
--Yet happy.--This is strange. This is not I!
You hold me, but you can not tell me why.'
And said thy hand to mine again, 'My Own.'
Scheme | AXA BXB CDC EFE XGX HXH IXI JBJ KXK LXL MXM NXN GXG EOE PPP QJOQ DOJD DFFD PBBP |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101 10111 101110101101 11101 10101 111110111111 11101 11101 100011111111 11101 10111 111010110111 11111 101110 1011101011100 11111 11101 111010111101 11101 10111 10101101010111 11111 11111 1011011011 11111 11101 001010110101 11111 11101 111111110110 11001 11101 111111110111 10111 111 101010111101 101010 11101 1010111100110 11101 11111 1110111110111 1111 11101 111010111101 0111111101 0111011101 1101111111 111111001 0111111111 0101010111 01000111111 1111110111 1111111111 1111011111 1101111111 0111011101 1111111101 1101111111 1111111111 0111110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 2,226 |
Words | 452 |
Sentences | 37 |
Stanzas | 19 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 3, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 61 |
Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 87 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 22 |
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Submitted on August 03, 2020
Modified on March 16, 2023
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