Analysis of To My Laundress
Ambrose Bierce 1842 (Meigs County) – 1914 (Chihuahua)
Saponacea, wert thou not so fair
I'd curse thee for thy multitude of sins
For sending home my clothes all full of pins
A shirt occasionally that's a snare
And a delusion, got, the Lord knows where,
The Lord knows why-a sock whose outs and ins
None know, nor where it ends nor where begins,
And fewer cuffs than ought to be my share.
But when I mark thy lilies how they grow,
And the red roses of thy ripening charms,
I bless the lovelight in thy dark eyes dreaming.
I'll never pay thee, but I'd gladly go
Into the magic circle of thine arms,
Supple and fragrant from repeated steaming.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111111 111111011 1101111111 0101000101 0001010111 0111011101 1111111101 0101111111 1111110111 00110111001 1101011110 1101111101 0101010111 10010101010 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 580 |
Words | 113 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 457 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 111 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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