Analysis of The Son
Jones Very 1813 (Salem) – 1880
Father, I wait thy word. The sun doth stand
Beneath the mingling line of night and day,
A listening servant, waiting thy command
To roll rejoicing on its silent way;
The tongue of time abides the appointed hour,
Till on our ear its silent warnings fall;
The heavy cloud withholds the pelting shower,
Then every drop speeds onward at thy call;
The bird reposes on the yielding bough,
With breast unswollen by the tide of song;
So does my spirit wait thy presence now
To pour thy praise in quickening life along,
Chiding with voice divine man’s lengthened sleep,
While round the Unuttered Word and Love their vigils keep.
Scheme | ABABCDCDEFEFGG |
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Poetic Form | Shakespearean sonnet (93%) |
Metre | 1011110111 01010011101 01001010101 1101011101 011101001010 11101110101 0101101010 11001110111 01110101 11110111 1111011101 11110100101 1011011101 11011011101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 616 |
Words | 111 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 35 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 496 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 109 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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