Analysis of To Late
Richard Harris Barham 1788 (Canterbury) – 1845 (London)
Too late! though flowerets round me blow,
And clearing skies shine bright and fair;
Their genial warmth avails not now --
Thou art not here the beam to share.
Through many a dark and dreary day,
We journeyed on 'midst grief and gloom;
And now at length the cheering ray
Breaks forth, it only gilds thy tomb.
Our days of hope and youth are past,
Our short-lived joys for ever flown;
And now when Fortune smiles at last,
She finds me cheerless, chilled -- alone!
Ah! no; too late the boon is given,
Alike the frowns and smiles of Fate;
The broken heart by sorrow riv'n,
But murmurs now, 'Too late! Too late!'
Scheme | XABA CDCD EFEF XGBG |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 1111111 01011101 1101111 11110111 110010101 11011101 01110101 11110111 101110111 101111101 01110111 1111101 111101110 01010111 01011101 11011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 614 |
Words | 116 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 29 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 116 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 28 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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