Analysis of The World's Age
Who will say the world is dying?
Who will say our prime is past?
Sparks from Heaven, within us lying,
Flash, and will flash till the last.
Fools! who fancy Christ mistaken;
Man a tool to buy and sell;
Earth a failure, God-forsaken,
Anteroom of Hell.
Still the race of Hero-spirits
Pass the lamp from hand to hand;
Age from age the Words inherits-
'Wife, and Child, and Fatherland.'
Still the youthful hunter gathers
Fiery joy from wold and wood;
He will dare as dared his fathers
Give him cause as good.
While a slave bewails his fetters;
While an orphan pleads in vain;
While an infant lisps his letters,
Heir of all the age's gain;
While a lip grows ripe for kissing;
While a moan from man is wrung;
Know, by every want and blessing,
That the world is young.
Scheme | ABABCDCD XEXEFGFG FHFHAIAI |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11101110 11110111 111001110 1011101 11101010 1011101 10101010 111 10111010 1011111 11101010 101010 10101010 10011101 11111110 11111 1011110 1110101 11101110 1110101 10111110 1011111 111001010 10111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 749 |
Words | 145 |
Sentences | 9 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 196 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 47 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on May 03, 2023
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