Analysis of The Wheel
William Butler Yeats 1865 (Sandymount) – 1939 (Menton)
THROUGH winter-time we call on spring,
And through the spring on summer call,
And when abounding hedges ring
Declare that winter's best of all;
And after that there s nothing good
Because the spring-time has not come --
Nor know that what disturbs our blood
Is but its longing for the tomb.
| Scheme | ABABCDEF |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 11011111 01011101 01010101 01110111 010111101 01011111 111101101 11110101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 291 |
| Words | 54 |
| Sentences | 2 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 8 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 29 |
| Words per line (avg) | 7 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 230 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 52 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 10, 2023
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