Analysis of The Gardener LVII: I Plucked Your Flower
Rabindranath Tagore 1861 (Kolkata) – 1941 (Kolkata)
I plucked your flower, O world!
I pressed it to my heart and the
thorn pricked.
When the day waned and it
darkened, I found that the flower had
faded, but the pain remained.
More flowers will come to you with
perfume and pride, O world!
But my time for flower-gathering
is over, and through the dark night
I have not my rose, only the pain
remains.
| Scheme | ABCDEFGAHIJK |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1111011 11111100 11 101101 101110101 1010101 11011111 010111 111110100 11001011 111111001 01 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 345 |
| Words | 69 |
| Sentences | 6 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 12 |
| Lines Amount | 12 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 270 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 67 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 03, 2023
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