Analysis of Life Is Bitter
William Ernest Henley 1849 (Gloucester) – 1903 (Woking)
Life is bitter. All the faces of the years,
Young and old, are gray with travail and with tears.
Must we only wake to toil, to tire, to weep?
In the sun, among the leaves, upon the flowers,
Slumber stills to dreamy death the heavy hours …
Let me sleep.
Riches won but mock the old, unable years;
Fame’s a pearl that hides beneath a sea of tears;
Love must wither, or must live alone and weep.
In the sunshine, through the leaves, across the flowers,
While we slumber, death approaches through the hours …
Let me sleep.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11101010101 10111101011 111011111011 001010101010 101110101010 111 10111010101 10111010111 11101110101 00110101010 111010101010 111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 521 |
Words | 100 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 6 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 199 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 49 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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