Analysis of Thanks
Henrik Johan Ibsen 1828 (Skien, Telemark) – 1906 (Kristiania)
HER griefs were the hours
When my struggle was sore,--
Her joys were the powers
That the climber upbore.
Her home is the boundless
Free ocean that seems
To rock, calm and soundless,
My galleon of dreams.
Half hers are the glancing
Creations that throng
With pageant and dancing
The ways of my song.
My fires when they dwindle
Are lit from her brand;
Men see them rekindle
Nor guess by whose hand.
Of thanks to requite her
No least thought is hers,--
And therefore I write her,
Once, thanks in a verse.
Scheme | ABAB XCAC DEDE FGFG HAHX |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (80%) Etheree (35%) |
Metre | 010010 111011 010010 10101 011010 11011 11101 110011 101010 01011 110010 01111 1101110 11101 111010 11111 11110 11110 01110 11001 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 509 |
Words | 97 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 20 |
Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 79 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 19 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 27, 2023
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