Analysis of The Price to Peace
Alice Duer Miller 1874 (New York) – 1942 (New York)
LONG since I taught my spirit to obey
The Sage's great commandment - to forget
And so to lose life's bitterness and fret
And taste its sweetness; and I went my way
Eluding joy and sorrow, grave and gay,
And lived exempt, my being always set
Upon the striking hour, without regret,
Secure, refreshed, remote from yesterday.
But oh my friend, my love, my very dear,
My practised wisdom is a curse to me;
I do forget, and when you are not near
It is, by Heaven, as if you ceased to be;
And I would buy with agony and fear
One hour, one little hour of memory.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111110101 0101010101 0111110001 0111001111 0101010101 010111011 01010100101 010101110 1111111101 111010111 1101011111 11110111111 0111110001 110110101100 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 561 |
Words | 111 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 30 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 426 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 109 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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