Analysis of Piano
David Herbert Lawrence 1885 (Eastwood, Nottinghamshire) – 1930 (Vence)
Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.
In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song
Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong
To the old Sunday evenings at home, with winter outside
And hymns in the cosy parlour, the tinkling piano our guide.
So now it is vain for the singer to burst into clamour
With the great black piano appassionato. The glamour
Of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast
Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.
Scheme | AABB CCDD EEFF |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 1000101011011 1011101011111 0110100010001101001 0100111101011111 01110010010011 0111101111101 1011101111011 010010100100010101 11111101011011 10110101010 110110111111 1001101011101101 |
Closest metre | Iambic octameter |
Characters | 681 |
Words | 135 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 45 |
Words per line (avg) | 11 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 179 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 44 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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