Analysis of The Small Hours
Dorothy Parker 1893 (Long Branch) – 1967 (New York City)
No more my little song comes back;
And now of nights I lay
My head on down, to watch the black
And wait the unfailing gray.
Oh, sad are winter nights, and slow;
And sad's a song that's dumb;
And sad it is to lie and know
Another dawn will come.
| Scheme | ABAB CDCD |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Traditional rhyme Quatrain |
| Metre | 11110111 011111 11111101 0100101 11110101 010111 01111101 010111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 253 |
| Words | 53 |
| Sentences | 3 |
| Stanzas | 2 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 4 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 92 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 26 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 14, 2023
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