Analysis of The Bird With The Dark Plumes
Robinson Jeffers 1887 (Allegheny) – 1962 (Carmel-by-the-Sea)
The bird with the dark plumes in my blood,
That never for one moment however I patched my truces
Consented to make peace with the people,
It is pitiful now to watch her pleasure In a breath of
tempest
Breaking the sad promise of spring.
Are these that morose hawk's wings, vaulting, a mere
mad swallow's,
The snow-shed peak, the violent precipice?
Poor outlaw that would not value their praise do you
prize their blame?
"Their liking" she said "was a long creance,
But let them be kind enough to hate me that opens the
sky."
It is almost as foolish my poor falcon
To want hatred as to want love; and harder to win.
Submitted by Holt
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Metre | 011011011 1101110101111 0101111010 111001110100011 10 10011011 11101111001 11 01110100100 11111101111 111 110111011 11111011111100 1 1111101110 1110111101011 01011 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 660 |
Words | 121 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 16, 1 |
Lines Amount | 17 |
Letters per line (avg) | 29 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 248 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 59 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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