Analysis of Happiness
Wilfred Owen 1893 (Oswestry) – 1918 (Sambre–Oise Canal)
Ever again to breathe pure happiness,
So happy that we gave away our toy?
We smiled at nothings, needing no caress?
Have we not laughed too often since with Joy?
Have we not stolen too strange and sorrowful wrongs
For her hands' pardoning? The sun may cleanse,
And time, and starlight. Life will sing great songs,
And gods will show us pleasures more than men's.
Yet heaven looks smaller than the old doll's-home,
No nestling place is left in bluebell bloom,
And the wide arms of trees have lost their scope.
The former happiness is unreturning:
Boys' griefs are not so grievous as our yearning,
Boys have no sadness sadder than our hope.
Scheme | XAXABCBC XXDEED |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1001111100 11011101101 1111010101 1111110111 111101101001 1011000111 010111111 0111110111 11011010111 110111011 0011111111 01010011 111111011010 11110101101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 633 |
Words | 115 |
Sentences | 9 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 6 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 36 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 252 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 57 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 10, 2023
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