Analysis of The Call of Spain
There's a blend of Latin energy
That bursts like blossoms in the spring;
An eye which winks in playful scorn,
But seems to satisfy the stare
Which glistens coldly from the north.
How I wanted to dance with you there!
But the northern reserve holds fast -
It seems to button down my wings;
Your laughing serenades play on,
Yet all I do is shrug and smile.
Can you unfreeze my permafrost
In lands of matadors and Moors?
I'll leave my ice-axe to one side,
And listen to your sweet guitars
Till Spanish charms shall warm my heart.
Scheme | XXXAX ABXXX BXXXX |
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Poetic Form | Tetractys (20%) |
Metre | 101110100 11110001 11110101 1111001 1110101 111011111 10100111 11110111 110111 11111101 11111 011101 11111111 01011101 11011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 512 |
Words | 98 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 5, 5 |
Lines Amount | 15 |
Letters per line (avg) | 28 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 138 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 33 |
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Submitted on February 25, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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