Analysis of Exile
Harold Hart Crane 1899 (Garrettsville, Ohio) – 1932 (Gulf of Mexico)
My hands have not touched pleasure since your hands, --
No, -- nor my lips freed laughter since 'farewell',
And with the day, distance again expands
Voiceless between us, as an uncoiled shell.
Yet, love endures, though starving and alone.
A dove's wings clung about my heart each night
With surging gentleness, and the blue stone
Set in the tryst-ring has but worn more bright.
Scheme | ABAB CDCD |
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Poetic Form | Traditional rhyme Quatrain |
Metre | 1111110111 111111011 0101100101 100111111 1101110001 0111011111 1101000011 1001111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 378 |
Words | 67 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 8 |
Letters per line (avg) | 37 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 147 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 33 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 24, 2023
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