Analysis of Sonnet To Chatterton
John Keats 1795 (Moorgate) – 1821 (Rome)
O Chatterton! how very sad thy fate!
Dear child of sorrow -- son of misery!
How soon the film of death obscur'd that eye,
Whence Genius mildly falsh'd, and high debate.
How soon that voice, majestic and elate,
Melted in dying numbers! Oh! how nigh
Was night to thy fair morning. Thou didst die
A half-blown flow'ret which cold blasts amate.
But this is past: thou art among the stars
Of highest heaven: to the rolling spheres
Thou sweetly singest: nought thy hymning mars,
Above the ingrate world and human fears.
On earth the good man base detraction bars
From thy fair name, and waters it with tears.
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Metre | 1100110111 1111011100 1101110111 1101010101 1111010001 1001010111 1111110111 011111111 1111110101 1101010101 11011111 010110101 11011111 1111010111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 597 |
Words | 110 |
Sentences | 11 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 470 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 108 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 07, 2023
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