Analysis of Happiness
Edith Wharton 1862 (New York City) – 1937 (Saint-Brice-sous-Forêt)
THIS perfect love can find no words to say.
What words are left, still sacred for our use,
That have not suffered the sad world's abuse,
And figure forth a gladness dimmed and gray?
Let us be silent still, since words convey
But shadowed images, wherein we lose
The fulness of love's light; our lips refuse
The fluent commonplace of yesterday.
Then shall we hear beneath the brooding wing
Of silence what abiding voices sleep,
The primal notes of nature, that outring
Man's little noises, warble he or weep,
The song the morning stars together sing,
The sound of deep that calleth unto deep.
Scheme | ABBAACCA DEDEDE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1011111111 11111101101 1111001101 010101101 1111011101 1101000111 0111110101 01010110 1111010101 1101010101 010111011 1101010111 0101010101 011111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 586 |
Words | 106 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 6 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 235 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 52 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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