Analysis of Lotus Hurt by the Cold
David Herbert Lawrence 1885 (Eastwood, Nottinghamshire) – 1930 (Vence)
How many times, like lotus lilies risen
Upon the surface of a river, there
Have risen floating on my blood the rare
Soft glimmers of my hope escaped from prison.
So I am clothed all over with the light
And sensitive beautiful blossoming of passion;
Till naked for her in the finest fashion
The flowers of all my mud swim into sight.
And then I offer all myself unto
This woman who likes to love me: but she turns
A look of hate upon the flower that burns
To break and pour her out its precious dew.
And slowly all the blossom shuts in pain,
And all the lotus buds of love sink over
To die unopened: when my moon-faced lover,
Kind on the weight of suffering, smiles again.
Scheme | ABBA CAAC DEED XFFX |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (75%) |
Metre | 11011101010 0101010101 1101011101 11011101110 1111110101 0100100100110 11010001010 01011111011 011101110 11011111111 01110101011 1101011101 0101010101 01010111110 11010111110 11011100101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 695 |
Words | 131 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 133 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 32 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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