Analysis of Church And State
William Butler Yeats 1865 (Sandymount) – 1939 (Menton)
HERE is fresh matter, poet,
Matter for old age meet;
Might of the Church and the State,
Their mobs put under their feet.
O but heart's wine shall run pure,
Mind's bread grow sweet.
That were a cowardly song,
Wander in dreams no more;
What if the Church and the State
Are the mob that howls at the door!
Wine shall run thick to the end,
Bread taste sour.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111010 101111 1101001 1111011 1111111 1111 1001001 100111 1101001 10111101 1111101 1110 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 350 |
Words | 71 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 12 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 271 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 69 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 22, 2023
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