Analysis of To Edward Fitzgerald
Robert Browning 1812 (Camberwell) – 1889 (Venice)
I chanced upon a new book yesterday;
I opened it, and, where my finger lay
'Twixt page and uncut page, these words I read -
Some six or seven at most - and learned thereby
That you, Fitzgerald, whom by ear and eye
She never knew, "thanked God my wife was dead."
Aye, dead! and were yourself alive, good Fitz,
How to return you thanks would task my wits.
Kicking you seems the common lot of curs -
While more appropriate greeting lends you grace,
Surely to spit there glorifies your face -
Spitting from lips once sanctified by hers.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 110101110 1101011101 110111111 11110110111 1101011101 1101111111 1100010111 1101111111 1011010111 11010010111 101111011 10111110 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 529 |
Words | 103 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 12 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 411 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 100 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 03, 2023
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