Analysis of Fickle Summer
Robert Fuller Murray 1863 – 1894
Fickle Summer's fled away,
Shall we see her face again?
Hearken to the weeping rain,
Never sunbeam greets the day.
More inconstant than the May,
She cares nothing for our pain,
Nor will hear the birds complain
In their bowers that once were gay.
Summer, Summer, come once more,
Drive the shadows from the field,
All thy radiance round thee fling,
Be our lady as of yore;
Then the earth her fruits shall yield,
Then the morning stars shall sing.
| Scheme | AXBA ABBA CDECDE |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1010101 1110101 110101 101101 11101 11101101 1110101 01101101 1010111 101101 11100111 11010111 1010111 1010111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 439 |
| Words | 82 |
| Sentences | 5 |
| Stanzas | 3 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 6 |
| Lines Amount | 14 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 116 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 27 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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