Analysis of To winter in the Midst of his Reign
William Baylebridge 1883 (Brisbane) – 1942
Thou grim physician, armed with septic shears,
Thou that dissemblest even in death's repose
Earth's quiet pulse and her remedial throes,
How dull thy visage on this day appears!
Let now the dismal heaven give vent, its tears
Come frozen ever; no gale coeval blows
Filled with the ravaged perfume of the rose;
And keep not all fair things forsaken biers?
O haste, then, spiritless minister, thy pains
To charge the sources of the unfruitful earth
For harvests blest in wood, in plot and lawn!
O laggard, on! till fire re-flood the veins
Of Spring here, ay, to trip the vales with Mirth,
As, long night over, does the exulting dawn!
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Metre | 1101011101 111100101 11010001001 1111011101 11010101111 110101111 1101001101 0111110101 111110011 110101011 1101010101 11011101101 1111110111 11110100101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 638 |
Words | 113 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 35 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 496 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 111 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 06, 2023
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