Analysis of Alf’s Fourth Bit
Ezra Pound 1885 (Hailey) – 1972 (Venice)
Rudyard the dud yard,
Rudyard the false measure,
Told 'em that glory
Ain't always a pleasure,
But said it wuz glorious nevertheless
To lick the boots of the bloke
That makes the worst mess.
Keep up the grand system
Don't tell what you know,
Your grandad got the rough edge.
Ain't it always been so ?
Your own ma' warn't no better
Than the Duchess of Kaugh.
My cousin's named Baldwin
An' 'e looks like a tofft
You 'ark to the sargent,
And don't read no books;
Go to God like a sojer;
What counts is the looks.
Scheme | ABXBCXC XDXDBXXA XEBE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 10011 100110 11110 11010 1111100001 1101101 11011 110110 11111 111011 11111 11111110 101011 110110 111101 111010 01111 111101 11101 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 498 |
Words | 99 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 7, 8, 4 |
Lines Amount | 19 |
Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 129 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 33 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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