Analysis of Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: V
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt 1840 (Petworth House) – 1922 (United Kingdom)
I had been an hour at Lyons. My breath comes
Fast when I think of it. An hour, no more,
I trod those streets and listened to the drums,
The mirth, the music, and the city's roar,
And found no sermon for me in her stones.
It was the evening of St. Martin's fair,
And all the world, its working bees and drones,
Had gone out to the quays in the sweet air,
To taste that thing more sweet to human breath,
Its own mad laughter at its own mad kind.
``An hour of prayer,'' I mused, ``for men of faith.''
Yet all these worshippers were only blind.
And I, no whit less blind, among them went
In search of pleasure for my punishment.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111110110111 11111111011 1111010101 0101000101 0111011001 1101011101 0101110101 1111010011 1111111101 1111011111 11011111111 1111000101 0111110111 0111011100 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 619 |
Words | 128 |
Sentences | 9 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 472 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 124 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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