Analysis of True Charity
Ella Wheeler Wilcox 1855 (Janesville) – 1919
I gave a beggar from my little store
Of well-earned gold. He spent the shining ore
And came again, and yet again, still cold
And hungry, as before.
I gave a thought, and through that thought of mine
He found himself, the man, supreme, divine!
Fed, clothed, and crowned with blessings manifold.
And now he begs no more.
| Scheme | AABA CCBA |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1101011101 1111110101 0101010111 010101 1101011111 1101010101 110111010 011111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 336 |
| Words | 60 |
| Sentences | 6 |
| Stanzas | 2 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 4 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 31 |
| Words per line (avg) | 7 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 123 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 30 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on May 03, 2023
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