Analysis of Born Brothers
Mark Van Doren 1894 (Vermilion County) – 1972 (Torrington)
Equality is absolute or no.
Nothing between can stand. We are the sons
Of the same sire, or madness breaks and runs
Through the rude world. Ridiculous our woe
If single pity does not love it. So
Our separate fathers love us. No man shuns
His poorest child's embrace. We are the sons
Of such, or ground and sky are soon to go.
Nor do born brothers judge, as good or ill,
Their being. Each consents and is the same,
Or suddenly sweet winds turn into flame
And floods are on us--fire, earth, water, air
All hideously parted, as his will
Withdraws, no longer fatherly and there.
Scheme | ABBAABBA CDDECE |
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Poetic Form | Petrarchan sonnet |
Metre | 010011011 1001111101 10110110101 10110100101 1101011111 10101011111 1101011101 1111011111 1111011111 1101010101 1100111011 01111101101 1100010111 0111010001 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 582 |
Words | 109 |
Sentences | 10 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 6 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 223 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 54 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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