Analysis of The Scarecrow
Walter de la Mare 1873 (Charlton, London) – 1956 (Twickenham)
All winter through I bow my head
beneath the driving rain;
the North Wind powders me with snow
and blows me black again;
at midnight 'neath a maze of stars
I flame with glittering rime,
and stand above the stubble, stiff
as mail at morning-prime.
But when that child called Spring, and all
his host of children come,
scattering their buds and dew upon
these acres of my home,
some rapture in my rags awakes;
I lift void eyes and scan
the sky for crows, those ravening foes,
of my strange master, Man.
I watch him striding lank behind
his clashing team, and know
soon will the wheat swish body high
where once lay a sterile snow;
soon I shall gaze across a sea
of sun-begotten grain,
which my unflinching watch hath sealed
for harvest once again.
Scheme | ABCDEFGFHFIFEJKJLCMCNBOD |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11011111 010101 01110111 011101 1110111 1111001 01010101 111101 11111101 111101 100110101 110111 1100111 111101 0111111 111101 11110101 110101 11011101 1110101 11110101 110101 11010111 110101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 730 |
Words | 139 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 24 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 589 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 137 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 18, 2023
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