Analysis of On Snow
Jonathan Swift 1667 (Dublin) – 1745 (Ireland)
From Heaven I fall, though from earth I begin,
No lady alive can show such a skin.
I'm bright as an angel, and light as a feather,
But heavy and dark, when you squeeze me together.
Though candour and truth in my aspect I bear,
Yet many poor creatures I help to ensnare.
Though so much of Heaven appears in my make,
The foulest impressions I easily take.
My parent and I produce one another,
The mother the daughter, the daughter the mother.
Scheme | AABBCCDDBB |
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Poetic Form | Tetractys (20%) Etheree (20%) |
Metre | 11011111101 1100111101 111110011010 110011111010 110101111 11011011101 11111001011 0101011001 11001011010 010010010010 |
Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 439 |
Words | 85 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 10 |
Lines Amount | 10 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 343 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 83 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 15, 2023
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