Analysis of First Fruit
Isaac Rosenberg 1890 (Bristol) – 1918 (Somme)
I did not pluck at all,
And I am sorry now :
The garden is not barred
But the boughs are heavy with snow,
The flake-blossoms thickly fall
And the hid roots sigh, 'How long will our flowers be marred ?'
Strange as a bird were dumb,
Strange as a hueless leaf.
As one deaf hungers to hear,
Or gazes without belief,
The fruit yearned 'Fingers, come !'
0, shut hands, be empty another year.
Scheme | AXBXAB CDXDCX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111111 011101 010111 10111011 0110101 00111111101011 110101 11011 111111 1100101 011101 111100101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 383 |
Words | 76 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 6 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 146 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 38 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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