Analysis of An Antheme
William Strode 1602 – 1645
O sing a new song to the Lord,
Praise in the hight and deeper strayne;
Come beare your parts with one accord,
Which you in Heaven may sing againe.
Yee elders all, and all the crowd
That in white robes apparrell'd stands
Like Saints on earth, sing out aloud,
Think now the palmes are in your hands.
Yee living pipes, whose stormy layes
Have borrowed breath to praise our king,
A well-tun'd thunder loudly raise:
All that have breath his honor sing.
|Scheme||ABAB CDCD DEXE|
|Metre||11011101 10010101 11111101 11010111 11010101 101111 11111101 11011011 11011101 11111101 01110101 11111101|
|Closest metre||Iambic tetrameter|
|Stanza Lengths||4, 4, 4|
|Letters per line (avg)||29|
|Words per line (avg)||7|
|Letters per stanza (avg)||117|
|Words per stanza (avg)||27|
Submitted on May 13, 2011
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