Analysis of Tom Moody
William Henry Ogilvie 1869 (Scotland) – 1963
Death had beckoned with grisly hand
To the finest Whip in hunting-land.
‘ My time is short,’ Tom Moody said,
‘ Master, when I am done and dead,
Lay me at Barrow beneath the yew
In the dear old shire we have hunted through.
Let six earth-stoppers carry me there
With slow step and heads bare.
Bring the old horse that I used to ride,
With my whip and boots to his saddle tied.
Fasten the brush in his forehead-band
Of the last dog-fox we brought to hand.
And let a couple of old hounds come,
Fitting mourners to follow me home.
Then, when you've laid me safe down there,
Give three view-holloas will shake the air,
And you'll know, if I do not lift my head,
There is no mistake-Tom Moody's dead!'
Scheme | AABBCCDDEEAAFGDDBB |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11101101 101010101 11111101 10111101 111100101 0011111101 111101011 111011 101111111 1110111101 100101101 101111111 010101111 101011011 11111111 11111101 0111111111 111011101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 709 |
Words | 137 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 18 |
Lines Amount | 18 |
Letters per line (avg) | 30 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 532 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 133 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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