Analysis of My Calendar
Robert William Service 1874 – 1958
From off my calendar today
A leaf I tear;
So swiftly passes smiling May
Without a care.
And now the gentleness of June
Will fleetly fly
And I will greet the glamour moon
Of lush July.
Beloved months so soon to pass,
Alas, I see
The slim sand silvering the glass
Of Time for me;
As bodingly midwinter woe
I wait with rue,
Oh how I grudge the days to go!
They are so few.
A Calendar's a gayful thing
To grace a room;
And though with joy of life I sing,
With secret gloom
I add this merry month of May
To eighty past,
Thinking each page I tear away
May be my last.
Scheme | ABABCDCD EFEFGHGH IJIJAKAK |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11110001 0111 11010101 0101 01010011 111 01110101 111 0111111 0111 011101 1111 111101 1111 11110111 1111 01011 1101 01111111 1101 11110111 1101 10111101 1111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 637 |
Words | 117 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 18 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 144 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 38 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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