Analysis of The Garden
Edwin Arlington Robinson 1869 – 1935
There is a fenceless garden overgrown
With buds and blossoms and all sorts of leaves;
And once, among the roses and the sheaves,
The Gardener and I were there alone.
He led me to the plot where I had thrown
The fennel of my days on wasted ground,
And in that riot of sad weeds I found
The fruitage of a life that was my own.
My life! Ah, yes, there was my life, indeed!
And there were all the lives of humankind;
And they were like a book that I could read,
Whose every leaf, miraculously signed,
Outrolled itself from Thought’s eternal seed.
Love-rooted in God’s garden of the mind.
Scheme | ABBAACCA DEXEDE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 110101001 1101001111 0101010001 0100010101 1111011111 0101111101 0011011111 011011111 1111111101 010101110 0101011111 11001010001 101110101 1100110101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 593 |
Words | 113 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 6 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 227 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 56 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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