Analysis of Old Age
Arthur Symons 1865 (Milford Haven) – 1945
It may be, when this city of the nine gates
Is broken down by ruinous old age,
And no one upon any pilgrimage
Comes knocking, no one for an audience waits,
And no bright foraging troop of bandit moods
Rides out on the brave folly of any guest,
But weariness, the restless shadow of rest,
Hoveringly upon the city broods;
It may be, then, that those remembering
And sleepless watchers on the crumbling towers
Shall lose the count of the disastrous hours
Which God may have grown tired of reckoning.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11111101011 1101110011 0110110100 11011111001 01110011101 11101101101 1100010111 1010101 1111110100 010101010010 11011001010 11111101100 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 494 |
Words | 92 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 12 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 397 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 90 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 27, 2023
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