Analysis of The Retreat.
Robert Crawford 1959 (Bellshill)
Against my lonely latter years
I'll build a faery home for me —
Proof against sorrow with its fears,
And age with its adversity.
Within a region bosomed high
Above the ways of worldly men,
In a demesne where by-and-by
I oft shall come and go again.
Ah! there my home in a green nook
Shall sweetly stand the siege of time,
Where Thought may read his riddle-book
As to the murmur of old rhyme.
And faery footings still shall lead
My feet among mesmeric ways,
Where life is like a dream indeed,
And all the days are summer days.
But sylphs and fays and simple things
Shall murmur in my pensive ear,
Until the change shall come that brings
Me and my world to ruin here.
Scheme | ABABCDCDEFEFGHIHJKJK |
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Poetic Form | Etheree (30%) Tetractys (20%) |
Metre | 01110101 1101111 10110111 01110100 0101011 01011101 0011101 11110101 11110011 11010111 11111101 11010111 0110111 110111 11110101 01011101 11010101 11001101 01011111 10111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 656 |
Words | 129 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 20 |
Lines Amount | 20 |
Letters per line (avg) | 26 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 522 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 127 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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