Analysis of A Greeting
William Henry Davies 1871 – 1940
Good morning, Life--and all
Things glad and beautiful.
My pockets nothing hold,
But he that owns the gold,
The Sun, is my great friend--
His spending has no end.
Hail to the morning sky,
Which bright clouds measure high;
Hail to you birds whose throats
Would number leaves by notes;
Hail to you shady bowers,
And you green field of flowers.
Hail to you women fair,
That make a show so rare
In cloth as white as milk--
Be't calico or silk:
Good morning, Life--and all
Things glad and beautiful.
Scheme | ABccdd eeffgg hhiiAB |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 110101 110100 110101 111101 011111 110111 110101 111101 111111 110111 1111010 0111110 111101 110111 011111 111011 110101 110100 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 501 |
Words | 92 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 6, 6 |
Lines Amount | 18 |
Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 127 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 30 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 26, 2023
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