Analysis of Work Without Hope

Samuel Taylor Coleridge 1772 (Ottery St Mary) – 1834 (Highgate)

All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair--
The bees are stirring--birds are on the wing--
And WINTER slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring !
And I, the while, the sole unbusy thing,
Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.

Yet well I ken the banks where Amaranths blow,
Have traced the fount whence streams of nectar flow.
Bloom, O ye Amaranths ! bloom for whom ye may,
For me ye bloom not ! Glide, rich streams, away !
With lips unbrightened, wreathless brow, I stroll :
And would you learn the spells that drowse my soul ?
WORK WITHOUT HOPE draws nectar in a sieve,
And HOPE without an object cannot live.

Poetic Form
Metre 1101111111 0111011101 01010000101 1111010111 01010111 1101111111 111101111 1101111101 111111111 1111111101 1111111 0111011111 1011110001 0101110101
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 655
Words 120
Sentences 10
Stanzas 2
Stanza Lengths 6, 8
Lines Amount 14
Letters per line (avg) 36
Words per line (avg) 9
Letters per stanza (avg) 251
Words per stanza (avg) 62
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Submitted on May 13, 2011

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Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge was an English poet, literary critic and philosopher who, with his friend William Wordsworth, was a founder of the Romantic Movement in England and a member of the Lake Poets. more…

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