Analysis of Parted
Paul Laurence Dunbar 1872 (Dayton) – 1906
SHE wrapped her soul in a lace of lies,
With a prime deceit to pin it;
And I thought I was gaining a fearsome prize,
So I staked my soul to win it.
We wed and parted on her complaint,
And both were a bit of barter,
Tho' I'll confess that I'm no saint,
I'll swear that she's no martyr.
Scheme | ABABCDCD |
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Poetic Form | Traditional rhyme |
Metre | 110100111 10101111 01111100101 11111111 110101001 01001110 11011111 1111110 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 285 |
Words | 62 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 8 |
Lines Amount | 8 |
Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 212 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 60 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 27, 2023
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