Analysis of Beauty
Robert loughran 1962 (Ireland)
She was like the sun on a cloudy day, emerging through clouds ,
as they shied away .
A rose in a weed bed ,
resplendent yet alone.
A joy to behold,
yet somehow forlorn .
That we are all slowly disapearing,
even as we speak.
Nothing can hold,
nothing can keep.
Even beautys great vision,
even beautys warm grace.
Must fall away from us,
must lose its place.
The greatest monuments,
The greatest minds ,
must crumble beneath the weight of time,
Every moment must exclaims itself ,then resign.
That nothing can be possessed,
all thats living must die.
We can only flow in the
river of life.
There is no solid ground.
All clinging ,mad desparation
No refuge to be found.
Scheme | XX XABX CCBXXDXD XXXXXX XXEAE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111011010101011 11101 010011 010101 01101 1101 1111101 10111 1011 1011 101110 10111 110111 1111 010100 0101 110010111 1001010101101 1101101 111011 1110100 1011 111101 11011 110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 678 |
Words | 145 |
Sentences | 12 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 4, 8, 6, 5 |
Lines Amount | 25 |
Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 104 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 25 |
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About the transience if life and beauty
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