Analysis of The Ploughers
Giddae up there, Sheila,
There's work to be done,
We'll plough this side
Of the hill and down
By the burn, we'll plough
The wee meadow
'Til the hour of eight
'Tis hen I'll release you
And at the hearth I will eat.
Oh, many are the years
Since you and I first met,
And many more the drills
In fine weather and wet;
But time takes its toll
As the years march on,
Missing youthful vigour
And the old friends who have gone.
So, giddae up there, Sheila,
Keep straight to the line,
To the left of the fairy-tree
Beyond the incline;
An never forget our wide reputation
Of being the best team in this part
Of the nation.
Scheme | ABXXXXXXX XCXCXXDX AEDEBXB |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11110 11111 1111 10101 10111 011 101011 111011 0101111 110101 110111 010101 011001 11111 10111 10101 0011111 111110 11101 10110101 01001 11001101010 110011011 1010 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 589 |
Words | 120 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 9, 8, 7 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 157 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 40 |
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Submitted on February 21, 2016
Modified on March 05, 2023
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