Analysis of Richard Cory
Edwin Arlington Robinson 1869 – 1935
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
'Good-morning,' and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich - yes, richer than a king -
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.
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|Metre||0101010111 1101010111 1101001111 110011 011110001 011110111 1111010111 1100110111 0111110101 01000101001 011111110 1111110011 1111010101 0101010101 0101011101 1101010111|
|Closest metre||Iambic pentameter|
|Stanza Lengths||4, 4, 4, 4|
|Letters per line (avg)||32|
|Words per line (avg)||8|
|Letters per stanza (avg)||130|
|Words per stanza (avg)||31|
Submitted on May 13, 2011
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