Analysis of A Dead Boche
Robert von Ranke Graves 1895 (Wimbledon, Surrey) – 1985 (Deià, Majorca)
To you who'd read my songs of War
And only hear of blood and fame,
I'll say (you've heard it said before)
"War's Hell!" and if you doubt the same,
Today I found in Mametz Wood
A certain cure for lust of blood:
Where, propped against a shattered trunk,
In a great mess of things unclean,
Sat a dead Boche; he scowled and stunk
With clothes and face a sodden green,
Big-bellied, spectacled, crop-haired,
Dribbling black blood from nose and beard.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11111111 01011101 11111101 11011101 0111011 01011111 11010101 00111101 10111101 11010101 110111 100111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 437 |
Words | 84 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 6 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 28 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 171 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 41 |
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Submitted on August 03, 2020
Modified on May 03, 2023
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