Analysis of Fair Millinger, The
Fred W Loring 1848 ( Boston, Massachusetts) – 1871 (Wickenburg, Arizona)
By the Watertown Horse-Car Conductor
It was a millinger most gay,
As sat within her shop;
A student came along that way,
And in he straight did pop.
Clean shaven he, of massive mould,
He thought his looks was killing her;
So lots of stuff to him she sold:
"Thanks!" says the millinger.
He loafed around and seemed to try
On all things to converse;
The millinger did mind her eye,
But also mound his purse.
He tried, then, with his flattering tongue,
With nonsense to be filling her;
But she was sharp, though she was young:
"Thanks," said the millinger.
He asked her to the theatre,
They got into my car;
Our steeds were tired, could hardly stir,
He thought the way not far.
A pretty pict-i-ure she made,
No doctors had been pilling her;
Fairly the fair one's fare he paid:
"Thanks!" said the millinger.
When we arrived in Bowdoin Square,
A female to them ran;
Then says that millinger so fair:
"O, thank you, Mary Ann!
She's going with us, she is," says she,
"She only is fulfilling her
Duty in looking after me:
Thanks!" said that millinger.
"Why," says that student chap to her,
"I've but two seats to hand."
"Too bad," replied that millinger,
"Then you will have to stand."
"I won't stand this," says he, "I own
The joke which you've been drilling her;
Here, take the seats and go alone!"
"Thanks!" says the millinger.
That ere much-taken-down young man
Stepped back into my car.
We got fresh horses, off they ran;
He thought the distance far.
And now she is my better half,
And oft, when coo-and-billing her,
I think about that chap and laugh:
"Thanks!" says my millinger.
Scheme | a bcbcdadA efefgagA ahahiaiA jkjklala amamnanA khkhoaoa |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 101011010 110111 110101 01010111 001111 11011101 11111100 11111111 1101 11010111 111110 011101 110111 111111001 11011100 11111111 1101 11010100 110111 1010101101 110111 01011111 11011100 10011111 1101 11010011 01111 111111 111101 110111111 11010100 10010101 1111 11110110 111111 110111 111111 11111111 01111100 11010101 1101 11110111 110111 11110111 110101 01111101 01110100 11011101 1111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,551 |
Words | 307 |
Sentences | 20 |
Stanzas | 7 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 49 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 170 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 41 |
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Submitted on August 03, 2020
Modified on March 05, 2023
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