Analysis of To The Sighing Strephon
George Gordon Lord Byron 1788 (London) – 1824 (Missolonghi, Aetolia)
Your pardon, my friend, if my rhymes did offend;
Your pardon, a thousand times o'er:
From friendship I strove your pangs to remove,
But, I swear, I will do so no more.
Since your beautiful maid your flame has repaid,
No more I your folly regret
She's now most divine, and I bow at the shrine
Of this quickly reformed coquette.
Yet still, I must own, I should never have known
From your verses what else she deserved;
Your pain seem'd so great, I pitied your fate,
As your fair was so devilish reserved.
Since the baim-br'eathing kiss of this magical miss
Can such wonderful transports produce;
Since the 'world you forget, when your lips once have met,'
My counsel will get but abuse. You Say,
'When I rove, I know nothing of love;'
'Tis true, 'I am given to range;
If I rightly remember, I've loved a good number,
Yet there's pleasure, at least, in a change
I will not advance, by the rules of romance,
To humour a whimsical fair;
Though a smile may delight, yet a frown won't affright,
Or drlve me to dreadful despair.
While my blood is thus warm I ne'er shall reform,
To mix in the Platonists' school;
Of this l am sure, was my passion so pure,
Thy mistress would think me a fool.
And if I should shun every woman for one,
Whose image must fill my whole breast--
Whom I must prefer, and sigh but for her--
What an insult 'twould be to the rest!
ow, Strephon, good bye, I cannot deny
Your passion appears most absurd;
Such love as you plead is pure love indeed,
For it only consists in the word.
Scheme | ABXX XCXA XDXD XXCX XEBE XFAF XGXG XHBH XIXI |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (67%) |
Metre | 11011111101 110010110 1101111101 111111111 11100111101 11111001 11101011101 1110011 11111111011 111011101 111111111 111111001 10111111001 111000101 101101111111 1101110111 111111011 11111011 1110010110110 111011001 11101101101 1101001 10110110111 11111001 11111111101 11001001 11111111011 11011101 011111001011 11011111 1110101110 110111101 111111001 11001101 1111111101 111001001 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,479 |
Words | 286 |
Sentences | 9 |
Stanzas | 9 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 36 |
Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 127 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 31 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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