Analysis of 'Mac'
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis 1876 (Auburn) – 1938 (Melbourne)
In every little country place, all up and down the land,
From ageing cradles of the race to Never-Never Land
From the towns about the cities to the little towns out back,
There dwells a man of all trades; and he's mostly known as 'Mac.'
He's dwelt there since the Lord knows when and never seems to die;
And everybody, now and then, when his present job is thro' -
And twenty other little jobs that he has still to do.
A plumbing job, a painting job, a bit of fence to mend;
They want him in a hurry; and he's everybody's friend.
Kettle-mending, carpentry, a bit of scrub to cut -
There's nothing comes amiss to him - a door that will not shut,
A safe that will not open, or a roof that hangs askew,
A plough to mend, a pump to tend - there's nothing he can't do.
He has never learned a single trade, yet somehow has the knack;
And, no matter what the trouble is, it's safe to send for 'Mac.'
He never makes much money, yet he never seems to care,
Tho' a dozen jobs await him, he has heaps of time to spare -
A friendly yarn, a cup of tea, a piece of sage advice,
He's willing for them every day, and never counts the price
Of half an hour or half a day spent in a neighbor's need.
He sells his toil, but not his time. For what is time, indeed,
Save for a man to labor in just as he feels inclined?
So, if Smith's job amuses him, Brown's job can lag behind.
In every little country place he's known, or once was known,
Ere the urge that men call Progress claimed the broad earth for its own,
When man found pride in labor and the cunning of his hand,
Nor set a price in money on the arts he could command.
And many a little country place with pride today can show
Some sturdy structure 'built by 'Mac' nigh fifty year ago.'
Oh, they jerry-built their palaces; but many a stout bush shack
Shall stand to honor workmanship of that proud workman, 'Mac.'
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Metre | 010010101110101 1110101110101 101010101010111 11011110110111 11110111010111 01001011110111 01010101111111 01010101011111 1110010011001 1010100011111 11010111011111 01111101011101 01110111110111 11101010111101 011010101111111 11011101110111 101010111111111 01010111011101 110111001010101 111101101100101 11111111111101 11011100111101 11110101111101 010010101111111 10111111011111 11110100010111 11010101011101 010010101110111 11010111110101 1110111001100111 1111010111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 1,830 |
Words | 370 |
Sentences | 13 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 7, 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 31 |
Letters per line (avg) | 45 |
Words per line (avg) | 12 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 351 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 91 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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