Analysis of Sick Leave
Siegfried Sassoon 1886 (Matfield) – 1967 (Heytesbury)
When I’m asleep, dreaming and lulled and warm,—
They come, the homeless ones, the noiseless dead.
While the dim charging breakers of the storm
Bellow and drone and rumble overhead,
Out of the gloom they gather about my bed.
They whisper to my heart; their thoughts are mine.
‘Why are you here with all your watches ended?
From Ypres to Frise we sought you in the Line.’
In bitter safety I awake, unfriended;
And while the dawn begins with slashing rain
I think of the Battalion in the mud.
‘When are you going out to them again?
Are they not still your brothers through our blood?’
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Metre | 1101100101 110101011 1011010101 1001010101 11011100111 1101111111 11111111010 1111111001 010101011 0101011101 1110010001 1111011101 11111101101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 599 |
Words | 111 |
Sentences | 9 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 13 |
Lines Amount | 13 |
Letters per line (avg) | 35 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 454 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 106 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 29, 2023
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