Analysis of Tis Hard
Augusta Davies Webster 1837 (Poole, Dorset) – 1894
'Tis hard that the full summer of our round
Is but the turn where winter's sign-post's writ;
That to have reached the best is leaving it;
That final loss bears date from having found.
So some proud vessel in a narrow sound
Sails at high water with the fair wind fit,
And lo! the ebb along the sandy spit,
Lower and lower till she jars, aground.
'Tis hard. We are young still but more content;
'Tis our ripe flush, the heyday of our prime;
We learn full breath, how rich of the air we are!
But suddenly we note a touch of time,
A little fleck that scarcely seems to mar;
And we know then that some time since youth went.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11101101101 1101110111 1111011101 1101111101 1111000101 1111010111 0101010101 1001011101 1111111110 11011011101 11111110111 1100110111 0101110111 0111111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 627 |
Words | 123 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 6 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 238 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 61 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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