Analysis of The Net
Sara Teasdale 1884 (St. Louis) – 1933 (New York City)
I made you many and many a song,
Yet never one told all you are --
It was as though a net of words
Were flung to catch a star;
It was as though I curved my hand
And dipped sea-water eagerly,
Only to find it lost the blue
Dark splendor of the sea.
Scheme | XAXA XBXB |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 1111001001 11011111 11110111 011101 11111111 01110100 10111101 110101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 247 |
Words | 56 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 8 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 93 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 27 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on May 02, 2023
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