Analysis of Bide A Wee
Louisa May Alcott 1832 – 1888
'The puir auld folk at home, ye mind,
Are frail and failing sair;
And weel I ken they'd miss me, lad,
Gin I come hame nae mair.
The grist is out, the times are hard,
The kine are only three;
I canna leave the auld folk now.
We'd better bide a wee.
'I fear me sair they're failing baith;
For when I sit apart,
They talk o' Heaven so earnestly,
It well nigh breaks my heart.
So, laddie, dinna urge me now,
It surely winna be;
I canna leave the auld folk yet.
We'd better bide a wee.'
Scheme | xaxaxabC xdcdbcxC |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 01111111 110101 01111111 111111 01110111 011101 1110111 110101 11111101 111101 111101100 111111 111111 11011 1110111 110101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 474 |
Words | 101 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 178 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 49 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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