Analysis of Tom Deadlight
Herman Melville 1819 – 1891
Farewell and adieu to you noble hearties,--
Farewell and adieu to you ladies of Spain,
For I've received orders for to sail for the
Deadman,
But hope with the grand fleet to see you
again.
I have hove my ship to, with main-top-sail
aback, boys;
I have hove my ship to, for the strike
soundings clear--
The black scud a'flying; but, by God's blessing,
dam' me,
Right up the Channel for the Deadman I'll
steer.
I have worried through the waters that are
called the Doldrums,
And growled at Sargasso that clogs while ye
grope--
Blast my eyes, but the light-ship is hid by the
mist, lads:--
_Flying Dutchman_--odds bobbs--off the
Cape of Good Hope!
But what's this I feel that is fanning my cheek,
Matt?
The white goney's wing?--how she rolls!--
't is the Cape!--
Give my kit to the mess, Jock, for kin none is
mine, none;
And tell _Holy Joe_ to avast with the crape.
Dead reckoning, says _Joe_, it won't do to go by;
But they doused all the glims, Matt, in sky
t' other night.
Dead reckoning is good for to sail for the
Deadman;
And Tom Deadlight he thinks it may reckon
near right.
The signal!--it streams for the grand fleet to
anchor.
The captains--the trumpets--the hullabaloo!
Stand by for blue-blazes, and mind your
shank-painters,
For the Lord High Admiral, he's squinting
at you!
But give me my _tot_, Matt, before I roll over;
Jock, let's have your flipper, it's good for to
feel;
And don't sew me up without _baccy_ in mouth,
boys,
And don't blubber like lubbers when I turn
up my keel.
Scheme | abcBdx xaxefgxe xaghcach xxaxaih jjkcBik dldxafd ldmxaxm |
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Poetic Form | Tetractys (40%) |
Metre | 100111101 1001111011 11011011110 1 111011111 01 1111111111 011 111111101 101 01101011110 11 110101011 1 1110101011 1010 0110101111 1 11110111110 11 111110 1111 11111111011 1 0111111 1101 11110111111 11 011111101 110011111111 111101101 1101 11001111110 1 011111110 11 0101110111 10 0100100001 111110011 110 1011100110 11 111111011110 1111101111 1 0111101101 1 0110110111 111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,452 |
Words | 279 |
Sentences | 16 |
Stanzas | 7 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 8, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7 |
Lines Amount | 50 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 161 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 39 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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