Analysis of Syrinx
Pan's Syrinx was a girl indeed,
Though now she's turned into a reed;
From that dear reed Pan's pipe does come,
A pipe that strikes Apollo dumb;
Nor flute, nor lute, nor gittern can
So chant it as the pipe of Pan:
Cross-gartered swains and dairy girls,
With faces smug and round as pearls,
When Pan's shrill pipe begins to play,
With dancing wear out night and day;
The bagpipe's drone his hum lays by,
When Pan sounds up his minstrelsy;
His minstrelsy! O base! this quill,
Which at my mouth with wind I fill,
Puts me in mind, though her I miss,
That still my Syrinx' lips I kiss.
Scheme | AABBCCDDEEFDGGHH |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1110101 11110101 11111111 01110101 1111111 11110111 1110101 11010111 11110111 11011101 0111111 111111 111111 11111111 11011011 1111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 572 |
Words | 112 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 16 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 28 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 443 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 110 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 25, 2023
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