Analysis of Rose
Heather Lydia Thornhill 1981 (Manchester)
The centurions presence was instantly felt.
Hands on his sword he bowed his head.
He joined the ranks never shying away.
The power he left all could never shed.
He'd come to acknowledge in recompense, what was to come through eternal glance.
His love his crown, his heart his immortal robe.
Thus all awaited what would be his stance.
| Scheme | ABCBDED |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 011011001 11111111 1101101001 0101111101 111010010111110101 11111110101 1101011111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
| Characters | 327 |
| Words | 59 |
| Sentences | 7 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 7 |
| Lines Amount | 7 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 38 |
| Words per line (avg) | 8 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 265 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 59 |
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Written on September 08, 2021
Submitted by heathert.34240 on October 04, 2021
Modified on April 13, 2023
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