Analysis of Courante Monsieur
Richard Lovelace 1618 – 1657
That frown, Aminta, now hath drown'd
Thy bright front's pow'r, and crown'd
Me that was bound.
No, no, deceived cruel, no!
Love's fiery darts,
Till tipt with kisses, never kindle hearts.
Adieu, weak beauteous tyrant, see!
Thy angry flames meant me,
Retort on thee:
For know, it is decreed, proud fair,
I ne'r must dye
By any scorching, but a melting, eye.
| Scheme | AAAXBB CCCXDD |
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| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 11010111 1111101 1111 1101101 11001 1111010101 0111101 110111 111 11110111 11111 1101010101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 361 |
| Words | 64 |
| Sentences | 6 |
| Stanzas | 2 |
| Stanza Lengths | 6, 6 |
| Lines Amount | 12 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 133 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 31 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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