Analysis of Farewell To Verse
Robert William Service 1874 – 1958
In youth when oft my muse was dumb,
My fancy nighly dead,
To make my inspiration come
I stood upon my head;
And thus I let the blood down flow
Into my cerebellum,
And published every Spring or so
Slim tomes in vellum.
Alas! I am rheumatic now,
Grey is my crown;
I can no more with brooding brow
Stand upside-down.
I fear I might in such a pose
Burst brain blood-vessel;
And that would be a woeful close
To my rhyme wrestle.
If to write verse I must reverse
I fear I'm stymied;
In ink of prose I must immerse
A pen de-rhymèd.
No more to spank the lyric lyre
Like Keats or Browning,
May I inspire the Sacred Fire
My Upside-downing.
Scheme | ABABCACA DEDEXFXF GXGXXHXH |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 01111111 11011 1110101 110111 01110111 0111 010100111 1101 01110101 1111 11111101 1111 11110101 11110 01110101 11110 11111101 11110 01111101 01111 11110101 11110 110101010 11110 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 735 |
Words | 125 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 162 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 41 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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