Analysis of A First Confession
William Butler Yeats 1865 (Sandymount) – 1939 (Menton)
I admit the briar
Entangled in my hair
Did not injure me;
My blenching and trembling,
Nothing but dissembling,
Nothing but coquetry.
I long for truth, and yet
I cannot stay from that
My better self disowns,
For a man's attention
Brings such satisfaction
To the craving in my bones.
Brightness that I pull back
From the Zodiac,
Why those questioning eyes
That are fixed upon me?
What can they do but shun me
If empty night replies?
Scheme | AXBCCA XXDEED FFDBBD |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 101010 010011 11101 110100 101010 1011 111101 110111 11011 101010 11010 1010011 101111 1010 111001 111011 1111111 110101 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 421 |
Words | 80 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 6, 6 |
Lines Amount | 18 |
Letters per line (avg) | 19 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 114 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 26 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 06, 2023
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