Analysis of The Tramp
John Clare 1793 (Helpston) – 1864 (St Andrew's Hospital)
He eats (a moment's stoppage to his song)
The stolen turnip as he goes along;
And hops along and heeds with careless eye
The passing crowded stage coach reeling bye.
He talks to none but wends his silent way,
And finds a hovel at the close of day,
Or under any hedge his house is made.
He has no calling and he owns no trade.
An old smoaked blanket arches oer his head,
A whisp of straw or stubble makes his bed.
He knows a lawless law that claims no kin
But meet and plunder on and feel no sin--
No matter where they go or where they dwell
They dally with the winds and laugh at hell.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101010111 0101011101 0101011101 0101011101 1111111101 0101010111 1101011111 1111001111 1111010111 0111110111 1101011111 1101010111 1101111111 1101010111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 580 |
Words | 120 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 454 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 118 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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