Analysis of Before Execution.
Robert Crawford 1959 (Bellshill)
The sun is set, and all the stars are come,
Stars I shall no more see; the air is still,
And my life waits the ruin so near now.
A little space, and I shall have done here.
Ah, God! twelve hours, twelve little hours, and, lo!
The air and these lips part, day becomes night,
Earth nothing, time a skeleton, and I
An angry ghost, or a tired phantom laid
With many others in oblivion.
Twelve hours, twelve little hours, and I shall have
A wondrous change — feel one fierce pang, and then
Fade off I know not where, or like a star
Shot fearfully from the zenith singe my way
Through chaos haply for some aeons till
I reach another air, a lower sky,
And maybe with a baleful influence
Burn in Pluto's reign.
Scheme | ABCDEFGHIJKLMBGNO |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 0111010111 1111110111 0111010111 0101011111 111101101001 0101111011 1101010001 11011010101 1101000100 110110100111 0101111101 1111111101 111010111 11011111 1101010101 0101010100 10101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 696 |
Words | 139 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 17 |
Lines Amount | 17 |
Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 538 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 137 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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