Analysis of Indiscretion
Edith Nesbit 1858 (Kennington, Surrey ) – 1924 (New Romney, Kent)
RED tulip-buds last night caressed
The sacred ivory of her breast.
She met me, eager to divine
What gold-heart bud of hope was mine.
Nor eyes nor lips were strong to part
The close-curled petals round my heart;
The joy I knew no monarch knows,
Yet not a petal would unclose.
But, ah!--the tulip-buds, unwise,
Warmed with the sunshine of her eyes,
And by her soft breath glorified
Went mad with love and opened wide.
She saw their hearts, all golden-gay,
Laughed, frowned, and flung the flowers away.
Poor flowers, in Heaven as you were,
Why did you show your hearts to her?
Scheme | AABB CCDD EEFF GGHH |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 11011101 010100101 11110101 11111111 11110111 01110111 0111111 1101011 11010101 1101101 0101110 11110101 11111101 110101001 110010110 11111110 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 581 |
Words | 106 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 28 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 111 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 26 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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