Analysis of Harmonics
William Vaughn Moody 1869 – 1910
This string upon my harp was best beloved:
I thought I knew its secrets through and through;
Till an old man, whose young eyes lightened blue
'Neath his white hair, bent over me and moved
His fingers up and down, and broke the wire
To such a laddered music, rung on rung,
As from the patriarch's pillow skyward sprung
Crowded with wide-flung wings and feet of fire.
O vibrant heart! so metely tuned and strung
That any untaught hand can draw from thee
One clear gold note that makes the tired years young--
What of the time when Love had whispered me
Where slept thy nodes, and my hand pausefully
Gave to the dim harmonics voice and tongue?
Scheme | XAAXBCCB CDCDXC |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101111101 1111110101 1111111101 1111110101 11010101010 110110111 1101010101 10111101110 110111101 110111111 11111101011 1101111101 11110111 1101010101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 630 |
Words | 119 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 6 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 36 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 254 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 59 |
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Submitted on August 03, 2020
Modified on March 05, 2023
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