Analysis of Sonnet XII. On Leaving Some Friends At An Early Hour
John Keats 1795 (Moorgate) – 1821 (Rome)
Give me a golden pen, and let me lean
On heaped-up flowers, in regions clear, and far;
Bring me a tablet whiter than a star,
Or hand of hymning angel, when 'tis seen
The silver strings of heavenly harp atween:
And let there glide by many a pearly car
Pink robes, and wavy hair, and diamond jar,
And half-discovered wings, and glances keen.
The while let music wander round my ears,
And as it reaches each delicious ending,
Let me write down a line of glorious tone,
And full of many wonders of the spheres:
For what a height my spirit is contending!
'Tis not content so soon to be alone.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101010111 11110010101 1101010101 111110111 0101110011 01111100101 1101010101 0101010101 0111010111 01110101010 11110111001 0111010101 11011101010 1110111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 582 |
Words | 113 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 455 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 111 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 10, 2023
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