Analysis of Sleep Compared To The Sea.
Robert Crawford 1959 (Bellshill)
The tide comes in, a surge from the great sea,
And every little muddy creek and inlet
Now sweltering in the heat, will soon be filled
With the salt sweetness; even as sleep comes
After a term of toil to the tired brain,
A-surge from out the infinite, and fills
All of life's inlets with a dewy ease.
| Scheme | ABCDEFG |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 0110011011 01001010101 11000011111 1011010111 10011110101 0111010001 111110101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 301 |
| Words | 60 |
| Sentences | 2 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 7 |
| Lines Amount | 7 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
| Words per line (avg) | 8 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 233 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 58 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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