Analysis of The Day Is Gone, And All Its Sweets Are Gone
John Keats 1795 (Moorgate) – 1821 (Rome)
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast,
Warm breath, light whisper, tender semitone,
Bright eyes, accomplished shape, and lang'rous waist!
Faded the flower and all its budded charms,
Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes,
Faded the shape of beauty from my arms,
Faded the voice, warmth, whiteness, paradise—
Vanished unseasonably at shut of eve,
When the dusk holiday—or holinight
Of fragrant-curtained love begins to weave
The woof of darkness thick, for hid delight;
But, as I've read love's missal through today,
He'll let me sleep, seeing I fast and pray.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 0111011111 1111110101 11110101 110101011 1001001111 1001110111 1001110111 100111010 10010001111 1011011 110110111 0111011101 1111110101 1111101101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 621 |
Words | 106 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 35 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 486 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 104 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 19, 2023
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