Analysis of Songs Of Love
I saw an African mahogany,
Bonny and so slim but
this, Brethens, breaths life.
Follow me to pluck the flora
Of no unlike-ness with rainbow
With pinkly frock like butterfly.
I speak of Indian mermaid
I met on my sirer's terrain
Here in Africa.
I longed to plant a kiss
On the ridges of her tiny lips,
On our remarkable bash.
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| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1111000100 100111 1111 10111010 1101111 111110 1111001 1111101 10100 111101 101010101 11001001 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 321 |
| Words | 61 |
| Sentences | 4 |
| Stanzas | 4 |
| Stanza Lengths | 3, 3, 3, 3 |
| Lines Amount | 12 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 63 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 15 |
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