Analysis of Vagrants
Paul Laurence Dunbar 1872 (Dayton) – 1906
Long time ago, we two set out,
My soul and I.
I know not why,
For all our way was dim with doubt.
I know not where
We two may fare:
Though still with every changing weather,
We wander, groping on together.
We do not love, we are not friends,
My soul and I.
He lives a lie;
Untruth lines every way he wends.
A scoffer he
Who jeers at me:
And so, my comrade and my brother,
We wander on and hate each other.
Ay, there be taverns and to spare,
Beside the road;
But some strange goad
Lets me not stop to taste their fare.
Knew I the goal
Toward which my soul
And I made way, hope made life fragrant:
But no. We wander, aimless, vagrant!
Scheme | aBbaccdd eBbeffdd cggchhii |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11011111 1101 1111 111011111 1111 1111 1111001010 110101010 11111111 1101 1101 011100111 011 1111 01110110 110101110 11110011 0101 1111 11111111 1101 01111 011111110 111101010 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 617 |
Words | 131 |
Sentences | 10 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 159 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 43 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 17, 2023
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