Analysis of Untitled 3
Owen Suffolk 1829
Nothing seems changed; here's the oaken chair,
That every night I knelt beside,
As I whispered to God the simple prayer
I learned from my mother when I was her pride.
The old familiar things of then,
Unchanged, are beautiful still to the now;
But I am transformed in heart, and when
Will guilt ever cease to shadow my brow?
| Scheme | ABABCDCD |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Traditional rhyme |
| Metre | 10111011 110011101 1110110101 11111011101 01010111 0111001101 111010101 111011111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 331 |
| Words | 62 |
| Sentences | 3 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 8 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
| Words per line (avg) | 8 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 254 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 60 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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