Analysis of Sonnet 11
Henry Timrod 1828 (Charleston) – 1867 (Columbia)
Which are the clouds, and which the mountains? See,
They mix and melt together! Yon blue hill
Looks fleeting as the vapors which distill
Their dews upon its summit, while the free
And far-off clouds, now solid, dark, and still,
An aspect wear of calm eternity.
Each seems the other, as our fancies will --
The cloud a mount, the mount a cloud, and we
Gaze doubtfully. So everywhere on earth,
This foothold where we stand with slipping feet,
The unsubstantial and substantial meet,
And we are fooled until made wise by Time.
Is not the obvious lesson something worth,
Lady? or have I wov'n an idle rhyme?
Scheme | ABBABABACDDECE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101010101 1101010111 1101010101 1101110101 0111110101 111110100 11010110101 0101010101 1111011 111111101 0100101 0111011111 11010010101 1011111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 601 |
Words | 110 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 471 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 111 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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