Analysis of The Tyrant
Lesbia Harford 1891 (Brighton) – 1927 (Australia)
When I was a child,
I felt the fairies' power.
Of a sudden my dry life
Would burst into flower.
The skies were my path,
The sun my comrade fair,
And the night was a dark rose
I wore in my hair.
But thou camest, love,
Who madest me unfree.
I will dig myself a grave
And hide there from thee.
| Scheme | ABCBDEFEGBHI |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 11101 1101010 1010111 110110 01011 01111 0011011 11011 1111 1111 111101 01111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 298 |
| Words | 63 |
| Sentences | 6 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 12 |
| Lines Amount | 12 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 18 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 219 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 61 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 08, 2023
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