Analysis of Doc Hill
Edgar Lee Masters 1868 (Garnett) – 1950 (Elkins Park)
I went up and down the streets
Here and there by day and night,
Through all hours of the night caring for the poor who were sick.
Do you know why?
My wife hated me, my son went to the dogs.
And I turned to the people and poured out my love to them.
Sweet it was to see the crowds about the lawns on the day of my funeral,
And hear them murmur their love and sorrow.
But oh, dear God, my soul trembled -- scarcely able
To hold to the railing of the new life
When I saw Em Stanton behind the oak tree
At the grave,
Hiding herself, and her grief!
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Metre | 1110101 1011101 111010110101101 1111 11101111101 01110100111111 1111101010110111100 0111011010 111111101010 1110101011 11111001011 101 1001001 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 539 |
Words | 116 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 13 |
Lines Amount | 13 |
Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 415 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 114 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 20, 2023
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