Analysis of To Dr. Mead, On His Cape Wine.
Mary Barber 1685 – 1755
Your Wine, by Southern Suns refin'd,
Is a just Emblem of your Mind:
Like You, the gen'rous Juice displays
Its Influence a thousand Ways;
Like You, it raises sinking Hearts,
Inspiring, and rewarding Arts;
Dispels the Spleen, and conquers Pain,
Calls back departing Life again.
| Scheme | AABBCCDE |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 11110101 10110111 1101101 11000101 11110101 01000101 01010101 11010101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 276 |
| Words | 47 |
| Sentences | 2 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 8 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 217 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 45 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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