Analysis of An Aspiration.
Robert Crawford 1959 (Bellshill)
Music, with the tears in it,
Through my soul is ringing,
Moods like bodies flame and flit
Through the spirit's singing;
Dream-birds half-articulate,
Which no charms can capture,
Come by twos and nest and mate
In a moment's rapture.
Now I seem to be upborne
On a starry pinion
Where the poet's hope forlorn
Has divine dominion —
Where he sees the clouds of earth
Gather light and cluster,
As babes on the dawn of Birth
Watch the visions muster!
All that thought and feeling share
In a soul's possession
To my singing seems to bear
A divine confession;
As within my dreaming brain
Lips of inspiration
Breathe the beauty gone again
On a new creation.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1010101 111110 1110101 101010 111010 111110 1110101 001010 111111 101010 1010101 101010 1110111 101010 1110111 101010 1110101 001010 1110111 001010 1011101 11010 1010101 101010 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 634 |
Words | 118 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 24 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 514 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 116 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 14, 2023
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