Analysis of From Pocahontas
William Makepeace Thackeray 1811 – 1863
Returning from the cruel fight
How pale and faint appears my knight!
He sees me anxious at his side;
'Why seek, my love, your wounds to hide?
Or deem your English girl afraid
To emulate the Indian maid?'
Be mine my husband's grief to cheer
In peril to be ever near;
Whate'er of ill or woe betide,
To bear it clinging at his side;
The poisoned stroke of fate to ward,
His bosom with my own to guard:
Ah! could it spare a pang to his,
It could not know a purer bliss!
'Twould gladden as it felt the smart,
And thank the hand that flung the dart!
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 01010101 11010111 11110111 11111111 11110101 11001001 11110111 01011101 10111101 11110111 01011111 11011111 11110111 11110101 11011101 01011101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 536 |
Words | 111 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 10 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 26 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 208 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 54 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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