Analysis of Sonnet
Charles Lamb 1775 (Inner Temple, London) – 1834 (Edmonton, London)
The Lord of Life shakes off his drowsihed,
And 'gins to sprinkle on the earth below
Those rays that from his shaken locks do flow;
Meantime, by truant love of rambling led,
I turn my back on thy detested walls,
Proud city! and thy sons I leave behind,
A sordid, selfish, money-getting kind;
Brute things, who shut their ears when Freedom calls.
I pass not thee so lightly, well-known spire,
That mindest me of many a pleasure gone,
Of merrier days, of love and Islington;
Kindling afresh the flames of past desire.
And I shall muse on thee slow journeying on
To the green plains of pleasant Hertfordshire.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 01111111 0111010101 1111110111 111011101 1111110101 1100111101 0101010101 1111111101 1111110111 1111100101 110011101 10010111010 01111111001 10111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 606 |
Words | 111 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 476 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 108 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 21, 2023
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