Analysis of Knitting Socks
CLICK, click! how the needles go
Through the busy fingers, to and fro--
With no bright colors of berlin wool,
Delicate hands today are full:
Only a yarn of deep, dull blue,
Socks for the feet of the brave and true.
Yet click, click, how the needles go,
'Tis a power within that nerves them so.
In the sunny hours of the bright spring day,
And still in the night time far away.
Maiden, mother, grandame sit
Earnest and thoughtful while they knit.
Many the silent prayers they pray,
Many the tear drops brushed away.
While busy on the needles go,
Widen and narrow, heel and toe.
The grandame thinks with a thrill of pride
How her mother knit and spun beside
For that patriot band in olden days
Who died the Stars and Stripes to raise--
Now she in turn knits for the brave
Who'd die that glorious flag to save.
She is glad, she says, ''the boys' have gone,
'Tis just as their grandfathers would have done.
But she heaves a sigh and the tears will start,
For 'the boys' were the pride of grandame's heart.
The mother's look is calm and high,
God only hears her soul's deep cry--
In Freedom's name, at Freedom's call,
She gave her sons--in them her all.
The maiden's cheek wears a paler shade.
But the light in her eyes is undismayed.
Faith and hope give strength to her sight,
She sees a red dawn after the night.
Oh, soldiers brave, will it brighten the day,
And shorten the march on the weary way,
To know that at home the loving and true
Are knitting and hoping and praying for your
Soft are the voices when speaking your name,
Proud are their glories when hearing your fame.
And the gladdest hour in their lives will be
When they greet you after the victory.
Scheme | AABBCCAADDEEDDAAFFGGHHIJKKLLMMNDOODDCPQQRR |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1110101 101010101 111101011 10010111 10011111 110110101 11110101 1010011111 00101010111 010011101 101011 10010111 10010111 10011101 11010101 10010101 01110111 101010101 1110010101 11010111 11011101 111100111 111111111 111110111 1110100111 101001111 01011101 11010111 01011101 11010101 0111011 10100111 10111101 110111001 1101111001 0100110101 1111101001 11001001011 1101011011 1111011011 0011001111 1111100100 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,625 |
Words | 313 |
Sentences | 17 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 42 |
Lines Amount | 42 |
Letters per line (avg) | 31 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 1,282 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 311 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 22, 2023
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