Analysis of The Gifts of God
Jones Very 1813 (Salem) – 1880
THE LIGHT that fills thy house at morn,
Thou canst not for thyself retain;
But all who with thee here are born,
It bids to share an equal gain.
The wind that blows thy ship along,
Her swelling sails cannot confine;
Alike to all the gales belong,
Nor canst thou claim a breath as thine.
The earth, the green out-spreading earth,
Why hast thou fenced it off from me?
Hadst thou than I a nobler birth,
Who callest thine a gift so free?
The wave, the blue encircling wave,
No chains can bind, no fetters hold;
Its thunders tell of Him who gave
What none can ever buy for gold.
Scheme | ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH |
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Poetic Form | Traditional rhyme Quatrain |
Metre | 01111111 1111101 11111111 11111101 01111101 01011001 01110101 11110111 01011101 11111111 11110101 1110111 010101001 11111101 11011111 11110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 568 |
Words | 112 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 28 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 111 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 28 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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