Analysis of Infant Sorrow
William Blake 1757 (Soho) – 1827 (London)
My mother groaned, my father wept,
Into the dangerous world I leapt;
Helpless, naked, piping loud,
Like a fiend hid in a cloud.
Struggling in my father's hands,
Striving against my swaddling bands,
Bound and weary, I thought best
To sulk upon my mother's breast.
Scheme | AABB CCDD |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 11011101 010100111 1010101 1011001 10001101 1001111 1010111 11011101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 263 |
Words | 47 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 8 |
Letters per line (avg) | 26 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 103 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 23 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 25, 2023
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