Analysis of Thy Days Are Done
George Gordon Lord Byron 1788 (London) – 1824 (Missolonghi, Aetolia)
Thy days are done, thy fame begun;
Thy country's strains record
The triumphs of her chosen Son,
The slaughter of his sword!
The deeds he did, the fields he won,
The freedom he restored!
Though thou art fall'n, while we are free
Thou shalt not taste of death!
The generous blood that flow'd from thee
Disdain'd to sink beneath:
Within our veins its currents be,
Thy spirit on our breath!
Thy name, our charging hosts along,
Shall be the battle-word!
Thy fall, the theme of choral song
From virgin voices pour'd!
To weep would do thy glory wrong:
Thou shalt not be deplored.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11111101 110101 01010101 010111 01110111 010101 111111111 111111 010011111 011101 011011101 1101101 111010101 110101 11011101 110101 11111101 111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 563 |
Words | 105 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 6, 6 |
Lines Amount | 18 |
Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 148 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 34 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 12, 2023
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