Analysis of John Anderson
Robert Burns 1759 (Alloway) – 1796 (Dumfries)
John Anderson, my jo John,
When we were first acquent
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonnie brow was brent;
But now your brow is bald, John,
Your locks are like the snow;
But blessings on your frosty pow,
John Anderson my jo!
John Anderson, my jo John,
We clamb the hill thegither,
And mony a canty day, John,
We've had wi' ane anither:
Now we maun totter down, John,
But hand in hand we'll go,
And sleep thegither at the foot,
John Anderson my jo.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1100111 11011 1101010 110111 1111111 111101 11011101 110011 1100111 11011 01001011 11111 1111011 110111 011101 110011 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 447 |
Words | 89 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 173 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 44 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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