Analysis of A Late Spring.
W M MacKeracher 1871 – 1913
Twelve weeks had passed - how slowly! - day by day,
Since formal, dull Sir Calendar had bowed
Old Winter from the scene, and cried, "Make way!
The Spring, the Spring!" and still a sullen cloud
Obscured the sky, and the north wind blew chill;
When lo, one morn the miracle began;
A Presence brooded over vale and hill,
And through all life a quickening impulse ran.
Long-hushed, forgotten melodies awoke
Within my soul; the rapture of the boy
Refilled me; o'er my arid being broke
A brimming tide of elemental joy
From primal deeps; and all my happy springs
Came back to me - I was the peer of kings!
Scheme | ABABCDCD EFEFGG |
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Poetic Form | Shakespearean sonnet |
Metre | 1111110111 1101110011 1101010111 0101010101 0101001111 1111010001 0101010101 01110100101 1101010001 0111010101 01110110101 010110101 1101011101 1111110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 589 |
Words | 113 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 6 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 232 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 56 |
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Submitted on August 03, 2020
Modified on March 05, 2023
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