Analysis of The Game
When morning breaks on heathers bed
And gasping dogs the grouse have fled
The hunter's guns have played their beat
And warm and silent death is laid" at masters feet"
When autumns leaf's alight on pools
We leave the fishing to the fools
That strive to halt the salmon's spawn
Then wonder why in years to come "the King has gone"
In dark and silent forest night
A deer has crossed a keepers sight
The trigger finger gently pressed
Another life has left us now "unblessed"
When flocks of hungry greylag Geese
In search of winter fields to fleece
Approach the sands of Britain's shores
Are met by 12 and 20 bores now "rest in peace"
Scheme | AABB CCXX DDXA EEXE |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (25%) |
Metre | 11011101 01010111 01011111 010101111101 1110111 11010101 1111011 110101110111 01010101 01110101 01010101 010111111 1111011 01110111 01011101 111011101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 658 |
Words | 119 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 134 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 29 |
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Submitted on April 15, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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