Analysis of Temps Perdu
Dorothy Parker 1893 (Long Branch) – 1967 (New York City)
I never may turn the loop of a road
Where sudden, ahead, the sea is Iying,
But my heart drags down with an ancient load-
My heart, that a second before was flying.
I never behold the quivering rain-
And sweeter the rain than a lover to me-
But my heart is wild in my breast with pain;
My heart, that was tapping contentedly.
There's never a rose spreads new at my door
Nor a strange bird crosses the moon at night
But I know I have known its beauty before,
And a terrible sorrow along with the sight.
The look of a laurel tree birthed for May
Or a sycamore bared for a new November
Is as old and as sad as my furtherest day-
What is it, what is it, I almost remember?
Scheme | ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH |
---|---|
Poetic Form | Traditional rhyme Quatrain |
Metre | 1101101101 110010111 1111111101 11101001110 1100101001 01001101011 1111101111 1111100100 1100111111 1011100111 11111111001 001001001101 0110101111 10101101010 1110111111 11111111010 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 676 |
Words | 137 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 129 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 34 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 18, 2023
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