Analysis of 'Tis not that Dying hurts us so
Emily Dickinson 1830 (Amherst) – 1886 (Amherst)
'Tis not that Dying hurts us so—
'Tis Living—hurts us more—
But Dying—is a different way—
A Kind behind the Door—
The Southern Custom—of the Bird—
That ere the Frosts are due—
Accepts a better Latitude—
We—are the Birds—that stay.
The Shrivers round Farmers' doors—
For whose reluctant Crumb—
We stipulate—till pitying Snows
Persuade our Feathers Home.
Scheme | XABA XXXB XXXX |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (33%) |
Metre | 11110111 110111 110101001 010101 01010101 110111 0101010 110111 011101 110101 11011001 0110101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 379 |
Words | 59 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 92 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 19 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 28, 2023
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