Analysis of Iseult Of Brittany
So delicate my hands, and long,
They might have been my pride.
And there were those to make them song
Who for their touch had died.
Too frail to cup a heart within,
Too soft to hold the free-
How long these lovely hands have been
A bitterness to me!
| Scheme | ABAB CDCD |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Rispetto |
| Metre | 11001101 111111 01011111 111111 11110101 111101 11110111 010011 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 258 |
| Words | 52 |
| Sentences | 4 |
| Stanzas | 2 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 4 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 97 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 25 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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