Analysis of Art
Give to barrows, trays, and pans
Grace and glimmer of romance;
Bring the moonlight into noon
Hid in gleaming piles of stone;
On the city's paved street
Plant gardens lined with lilacs sweet;
Let spouting fountains cool the air,
Singing in the sun-baked square;
Let statue, picture, park, and hall,
Ballad, flag, and festival,
The past restore, the day adorn,
And make to-morrow a new morn.
So shall the drudge in dusty frock
Spy behind the city clock
Retinues of airy kings,
Skirts of angels, starry wings,
His fathers shining in bright fables,
His children fed at heavenly tables.
'T is the privilege of Art
Thus to play its cheerful part,
Man on earth to acclimate,
And bend the exile to his fate,
And, moulded of one element
With the days and firmament,
Teach him on these as stairs to climb,
And live on even terms with Time;
Whilst upper life the slender rill
Of human sense doth overfill.
|Metre||1110101 1010101 101011 1010111 101011 1101111 11010101 1000111 1110101 1010100 01010101 01110011 11010101 1010101 11101 1110101 110100110 1101110010 1101011 1111101 111110 0101111 0111100 10101 11111111 01110111 11010101 1101110|
|Closest metre||Iambic tetrameter|
|Letters per line (avg)||25|
|Words per line (avg)||6|
|Letters per stanza (avg)||702|
|Words per stanza (avg)||159|
Submitted on May 13, 2011
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