Analysis of The Host
Robert William Service 1874 – 1958
I never could imagine God:
I don't suppose I ever will.
Beside His altar fire I nod
With senile drowsiness but still
In old of age as sight grows dim
I have a sense of Him.
For when I count my sum of days
I find so many sweet and good,
My mind is full of peace and praise,
My heart aglow with gratitude.
For my long living in the sun
I want to thank someone.
Someone who has been kind to me;
Some power within, if not on high,
Who shaped my gentle destiny,
And led me pleasant pastures by:
Who taught me, whether gay or grave,
To love the life He gave.
A Host of charity and cheer,
Within a Tavern warm and bright;
Who smiles and bids me have no fear
As forth I fare into the night:
From whom I beg no Heav'n, but bless
For earthly happiness.
Scheme | ABABCC DXDXEE FGFGHH IJIJXX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11010101 11011101 011101011 1110011 01111111 110111 11111111 11110101 11111101 1101110 11110001 11111 1111111 110011111 11110100 01110101 11110111 110111 01110001 01010101 11011111 11110101 11111111 110100 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 777 |
Words | 154 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 6, 6, 6 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 142 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 38 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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