Analysis of Assault

Edna St. Vincent Millay 1892 (Rockland) – 1950 (Austerlitz)



I had forgotten how the frogs must sound
After a year of silence, else I think
I should not so have ventured forth alone
At dusk upon this unfrequented road.

I am waylaid by Beauty. Who will walk
Between me and the crying of the frogs?
Oh, savage Beauty, suffer me to pass,
That am a timid woman, on her way
From one house to another!


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Poetic Form
Metre 1101010111 1001110111 1111110101 1101111 111110111 0110010101 1101010111 1101010101 1111010
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 337
Words 70
Sentences 5
Stanzas 2
Stanza Lengths 4, 5
Lines Amount 9
Letters per line (avg) 29
Words per line (avg) 7
Letters per stanza (avg) 130
Words per stanza (avg) 33
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Submitted on May 13, 2011

Modified on April 15, 2023

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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay was an American poet and playwright. She received the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1923, the third woman to win the award for poetry, and was also known for her feminist activism more…

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