Analysis of Now Hollow Fires Burn Out to Black
Alfred Edward Housman 1859 – 1936
Now hollow fires burn out to black,
And lights are guttering low:
Square your shoulders, lift your pack,
And leave your friends and go.
Oh never fear, man, nought's to dread,
Look not to left nor right:
In all the endless road you tread
There's nothing but the night.
| Scheme | ABAB CDCD |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Traditional rhyme Quatrain |
| Metre | 110101111 0111001 1110111 011101 11011111 111111 01010111 110101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 275 |
| Words | 51 |
| Sentences | 3 |
| Stanzas | 2 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 4 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 26 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 104 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 25 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 30, 2023
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