Analysis of Poor Withered Rose
Poor withered rose, she gave it me,
Half in revenge and half in glee;
Its petals not so pink by half
As are her lips when curled to laugh,
As are her cheeks when dimples gay
In merry mischief o'er them play.
Forgive, forgive, it seems unkind
To cast thy petals to the wind;
But it is right, and lest I err
So scatter I all thought of her.
Poor withered rose, so like my heart,
That wilts at sorrow's cruel dart.
Who hath not felt the winter's blight
When every hope seemed warm and bright?
Who doth not know love unreturned,
E'en when the heart most wildly burned?
Poor withered rose, thou liest dead;
Too soon thy beauty's bloom hath fled.
'Tis not without a tearful ruth
I watch decay thy blushing youth;
And though thy life goes out in dole,
Thy perfume lingers in my soul.
Scheme | AABBCC DDXX EEFFDX GGHHII |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11011111 10010101 11011111 11011111 11011101 010101011 01011101 11110101 11110111 11011110 11011111 1111101 11110101 110011101 111111 111011101 1101111 1111111 11010101 11011101 01111101 10110011 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 779 |
Words | 153 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 4, 6, 6 |
Lines Amount | 22 |
Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 150 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 37 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 16, 2023
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