Analysis of Sonnet XLVIII. To Mrs. ****
Charlotte Smith 1749 (London) – 1806 (Tilford, Surrey)
NO more my wearied soul attempts to stray
From sad reality and vain regret,
Nor courts enchanting fiction to allay
Sorrows that sense refuses to forget:
For of calamity so long the prey,
Imagination now has lost her powers,
Nor will her fairy loom again essay
To dress affliction in a robe of flowers.
But if no more the bowers of Fancy bloom,
Let one superior scene attract my view,
Where heaven's pure rays the sacred spot illume,
Let thy loved hand with palm and amaranth strew
The mournful path approaching to the tomb,
While Faith's consoling voice endears the friendly gloom.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111010111 11100101 1101010101 1011010101 1101001101 0010111010 1101010101 11010001110 11110101101 11010010111 1101101011 1111110101 0101010101 11010110101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 576 |
Words | 104 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 468 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 102 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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