Analysis of Grand-Pa's Whim
Robert William Service 1874 – 1958
While for me gapes the greedy grave
It don't make sense
That I should have a crazy crave
To paint our fence.
Yet that is what I aim to do,
Though dim my sight:
Jest paint them aged pickets blue,
Or green or white.
Jest squat serenely in the sun
Wi' brush an' paint,
An' gay them pickets one by one,
--A chore! It ain't.
The job is joy. Although I'm slow
I save expense:
So folks, let me before I go,
Smart that ol' fence.
Them pickets with my hands I made,
When young and spry;
I coloured them a gleeful shade
To glad the eye.
So now as chirpy as a boy,
'Ere I go hence,
Once more let me jest bright to joy
Our picket fence.
Scheme | ABABCDCD EFEFGBGB HIHIJBJB |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11110101 1111 11110101 11101 11111111 1111 1111101 1111 110100001 1111 11110111 0111 0111111 1101 11110111 1111 11011111 1101 11010101 1101 11110101 1111 11111111 10101 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 752 |
Words | 131 |
Sentences | 9 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 19 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 155 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 43 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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