Analysis of On Jealousy
William Strode 1602 – 1645
There is a thing that nothing is,
A foolish wanton, sober wise;
It hath noe wings, noe eyes, noe eares,
And yet it flies, it sees, it heares;
It lives by losse, it feeds on smart,
It joyes in woe, it liveth not;
Yet evermore this hungry elfe
Doth feed on nothing but itselfe.
Scheme | ABAACDEE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11011101 01010101 11111111 01111111 11111111 1101111 1101101 1111011 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 276 |
Words | 56 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 8 |
Lines Amount | 8 |
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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