This is an analysis of the poem Sonnet 42: That Thou Hast Her, It Is Not All My Grief that begins with:
That thou hast her, it is not all my grief,
And yet it may be said I loved her dearly;... full text
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- Rhyme scheme: ababcdcdefefee
- Stanza lengths (in strings): 14,
- Closest metre: trochaic pentameter
- Сlosest rhyme: shakespearean sonnet
- Сlosest stanza type: sonnet
- Guessed form: sonnet with trochaic pentameter or irregular meter
- Metre: 1110001111 11010111010 1111001101 01011101110 10010110011 11100111110 111110111011 10111110010 0111110111 1100111111 1111011111 1111111101 1101111111 11001111101
- Amount of stanzas: 1
- Average number of symbols per stanza: 635
- Average number of words per stanza: 130
- Amount of lines: 14
- Average number of symbols per line: 44 (strings are more long than medium ones)
- Average number of words per line: 9
Mood of the speaker:
The punctuation marks are various. Neither mark predominates.
The author used lexical repetitions to emphasize a significant image; that, her, my, both, and are repeated.
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