Analysis of Pain
Sara Teasdale 1884 (St. Louis) – 1933 (New York City)
Waves are the sea's white daughters,
And raindrops the children of rain,
But why for my shimmering body
Have I a mother like Pain?
Night is the mother of stars,
And wind the mother of foam --
The world is brimming with beauty,
But I must stay at home.
Scheme | XABA XCBC |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 1101110 0101011 111110010 1101011 1101011 0101011 01110110 111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 252 |
Words | 51 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 8 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 97 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 25 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 02, 2023
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