Analysis of Me,Without A Clue.
Think for a while
quoth my mother in style
I was upset in a way
things have gone astray
Lo! my mother interrupts
her wisdom disturbs.
Have I been ever rash?
there I see a flash
It is but foolish
I had not spoken my wish
It is my silence all through
rash it is in terms true
quietness is an arrogance
considered also as an irreverence
Well! that is me through and through
always to myself without a clue
the same to those far and near
even to my mother so dear.
| Scheme | AABBCDEEFFGGHHGGII |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1101 111001 1101001 11101 111001 01001 111101 11101 11110 1111011 1111011 111011 10011100 01010110100 1111101 1110101 0111101 10111011 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 453 |
| Words | 93 |
| Sentences | 6 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 18 |
| Lines Amount | 18 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 363 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 94 |
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Submitted on February 21, 2017
Modified on March 05, 2023
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