Analysis of Gipsies
John Clare 1793 (Helpston) – 1864 (St Andrew's Hospital)
The snow falls deep; the forest lies alone;
The boy goes hasty for his load of brakes,
Then thinks upon the fire and hurries back;
The gipsy knocks his hands and tucks them up,
And seeks his squalid camp, half hid in snow,
Beneath the oak which breaks away the wind,
And bushes close in snow-like hovel warm;
There tainted mutton wastes upon the coals,
And the half-wasted dog squats close and rubs,
Then feels the heat too strong, and goes aloof;
He watches well, but none a bit can spare,
And vainly waits the morsel thrown away.
Tis thus they live--a picture to the place,
A quiet, pilfering, unprotected race.
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Metre | 0111010101 0111011111 11010100101 011110111 0111011101 0101110101 0101011101 1101010101 0011011101 1101110101 1101110111 0101010101 1111010101 0101000101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 608 |
Words | 113 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 479 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 111 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on May 02, 2023
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