Analysis of Spring, 1916
Isaac Rosenberg 1890 (Bristol) – 1918 (Somme)
Slow, rigid, is this masquerade
That passes as through a difficult air :
Heavily-heavily passes.
What has she fed on ? Who her table laid
Through the three seasons ? What forbidden fare
Ruined her as a mortal lass is ?
I played with her two years ago,
Who might be now her own sister in stone;
So altered from her May mien,
When round the pink a necklace of warm snow
Laughed to her throat where my mouth's touch had gone.
How is this, ruined Queen?
Who lured her vivid beauty so
'l'o be that strained chill thing that moves
So ghastly midst her young brood
Of pregnant shoots that she for men did grow ?
Where are the strong men who made these their loves ?
Spring ! God pity your mood !
Scheme | ABXABX CXDCXD CXECXE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101101 1101101001 10010010 1111110101 1011011001 100101011 11101101 1111011001 1101011 1101010111 1101111111 111101 11010101 111111111 1101011 1101111111 1101111111 111011 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 679 |
Words | 129 |
Sentences | 11 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 6, 6 |
Lines Amount | 18 |
Letters per line (avg) | 30 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 178 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 45 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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