Analysis of Song.—Thy form was fair
Louisa Stuart Costello 1799 – 1870
Thy form was fair, thine eye was bright,
Thy voice was melody;
Around thee beam'd the purest light
Of love's own sky.
Each word that trembled on thy tongue
Was sweet, was dear to me;
A spell in those soft numbers hung
That drew my soul to thee.
Thy form, thy voice, thine eyes are now
As beauteous and as fair;
But though still blooming is thy brow,
Love is not there.
And though as sweet thy voice be yet,
I treasure not the tone;
It cannot bid my heart forget—
Its tenderness is gone!
Scheme | A B A X C B C B D E D E F X F X |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11111111 111100 01110101 1111 11110111 111111 01011101 111111 11111111 11011 11110111 1111 01111111 110101 11011101 110011 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 525 |
Words | 97 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 16 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 23 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 6 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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