Analysis of The Critic
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe 1749 (Frankfurt) – 1832 (Weimar)
I HAD a fellow as my guest,
Not knowing he was such a pest,
And gave him just my usual fare;
He ate his fill of what was there,
And for desert my best things swallow'd,
Soon as his meal was o'er, what follow'd?
Led by the Deuce, to a neighbour he went,
And talk'd of my food to his heart's content:
"The soup might surely have had more spice,
The meat was ill-brown'd, and the wine wasn't nice."
A thousand curses alight on his head!
'Tis a critic, I vow! Let the dog be struck dead!
Scheme | AABB CCDDEEFF |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11010111 11011101 011111001 11111111 011011110 1111110110 110110111 0111111110 011101111 01111001101 0101001111 101011101111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 480 |
Words | 100 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 8 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 30 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 180 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 49 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 22, 2023
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