Analysis of Peace
Sara Teasdale 1884 (St. Louis) – 1933 (New York City)
Peace flows into me
As the tide to the pool by the shore;
It is mine forevermore,
It will not ebb like the sea.
I am the pool of blue
That worships the vivid sky;
My hopes were heaven-high,
They are all fulfilled in you.
I am the pool of gold
When sunset burns and dies --
You are my deepening skies;
Give me your stars to hold.
Scheme | ABBA CDDC EFFE |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 11011 101101101 1111 1111101 110111 1100101 110101 1110101 110111 11101 1111001 111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 331 |
Words | 70 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 83 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 23 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on May 02, 2023
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