Analysis of Playmates
Ralph Hodgson 1871 (Darlington) – 1962
It's sixty years ago, the people say:
Two village children, neighbours born and bred,
One morning played beneath a rotten tree
That came down crash and caught them as they fled;
And one was killed and one was left unhurt
Except for certain fancies in his head.
And though it's all so very long ago
He's never left the wood a single day;
I've often met him peeping through the leaves
And chuckling to himself, an old man grey;
And once he started in his cracked old voice:
'We're playing I'm a merchant lost his way,
She's robbers in the wood behind yon tree,
The minute we grow up too big to play' -
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101010101 110101101 1101010101 1111011111 0111011101 0111010011 0111110101 1101010101 1101110101 0101011111 0111001111 1101010111 1100010111 0101111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 607 |
Words | 116 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 464 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 114 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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