Analysis of This Night
William Henry Davies 1871 – 1940
This night, as I sit here alone,
And brood on what is dead and gone,
The owl that's in this Highgate Wood,
Has found his fellow in my mood;
To every star, as it doth rise -
Oh-o-o! Oh-o-o! he shivering cries.
And, looking at the Moon this night,
There's that dark shadow in her light.
Ah! Life and death, my fairest one,
Thy lover is a skeleton!
"And why is that?" I question - "why?"
Oh-o-o! Oh-o-o! the owl doth cry.
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| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 11111101 01111101 0110111 11110011 110011111 11111111001 01010111 1111001 11011101 11010100 01111101 1111110111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 415 |
| Words | 86 |
| Sentences | 12 |
| Stanzas | 2 |
| Stanza Lengths | 6, 6 |
| Lines Amount | 12 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
| Words per line (avg) | 7 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 150 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 41 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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