Analysis of Paudeen
William Butler Yeats 1865 (Sandymount) – 1939 (Menton)
INDIGNANT at the fumbling wits, the obscure spite
Of our old paudeen in his shop, I stumbled blind
Among the stones and thorn-trees, under morning light;
Until a curlew cried and in the luminous wind
A curlew answered; and suddenly thereupon I thought
That on the lonely height where all are in God's eye,
There cannot be, confusion of our sound forgot,
A single soul that lacks a sweet crystalline cry.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 0101010010011 110110111101 010101110101 010110001001 011001000111 110101111011 1101010110101 01011101101 |
Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 404 |
Words | 73 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 8 |
Lines Amount | 8 |
Letters per line (avg) | 40 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 322 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 71 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 18, 2023
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