Analysis of Punctilio
Mary Elizabeth Coleridge 1861 (London) – 1907
O LET me be in loving nice,
Dainty, fine, and o’er precise,
That I may charm my charmàd dear
As tho’ I felt a secret fear
To lose what never can be lost,—
Her faith who still delights me most!
So shall I be more than true,
Ever in my ageing new.
So dull habit shall not be
Wrongly call’d Fidelity.
Scheme | AABBCDEEFF |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11110101 1010101 11111111 11110101 11110111 01110111 1111111 100111 1110111 1010100 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 305 |
Words | 64 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 10 |
Lines Amount | 10 |
Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 223 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 61 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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