Analysis of Aspiration
Robert William Service 1874 – 1958
When I was daft (as urchins are),
And full if fairy lore,
I aimed an arrow at a star
And hit - the barnyard door.
I've shot at heaps of stars since then,
but always it's the same -
A barnyard door has mocked me when
Uranus was my aim.
So, I'll shoot starward as of yore,
Though wide my arrows fall;
I'd rather hit a big barn door
Then never aim at all.
Scheme | ABAB CDCD BEBE |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 11111101 011101 11110101 01011 11111111 11101 0111111 100111 1111111 111101 11010111 110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 349 |
Words | 76 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 87 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 25 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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