Analysis of Holy Thursday (Experience)
William Blake 1757 (Soho) – 1827 (London)
Is this a holy thing to see.
In a rich and fruitful land.
Babes reduced to misery.
Fed with cold and usurous hand?
Is that trembling cry a song?
Can it be a song of joy?
And so many children poor?
It is a land of poverty!
And their sun does never shine.
And their fields are bleak & bare.
And their ways are fill'd with thorns
It is eternal winter there.
For where-e'er the sun does shine.
And where-e'er the rain does fall:
Babe can never hunger there,
Nor poverty the mind appall.
Scheme | ABAB XXXA CDXD CEDE |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (75%) |
Metre | 11010111 0010101 1011100 111011 11100101 1110111 0110101 11011100 0111101 011111 0111111 11010101 11100111 01100111 1110101 11000101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 479 |
Words | 96 |
Sentences | 14 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 93 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 24 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on May 03, 2023
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