Analysis of A Cabbage Patch
Robert William Service 1874 – 1958
Folk ask if I'm alive,
Most think I'm not;
Yet gaily I contrive
To till my plot.
The world its way can go,
I little heed,
So long as I can grow
The grub I need.
For though long overdue,
The years to me,
Have taught a lesson true,
--Humility.
Such better men than I
I've seen pass on;
Their pay-off when they die;
--Oblivion.
And so I mock at fame,
With books unread;
No monument I claim
When I am dead;
Contented as I see
My cottage thatch
That my last goal should be
--A cabbage patch.
Scheme | ABABCDCD EFEFGXGX HIHIFJFJ |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111101 1111 110101 1111 011111 1101 111111 0111 111101 0111 110101 0100 110111 1111 111111 0100 011111 1101 110011 1111 010111 1101 111111 0101 |
Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
Characters | 591 |
Words | 100 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 15 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 121 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 33 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 27, 2023
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