Analysis of My Piney Wood
Robert William Service 1874 – 1958
I have a tiny piney wood;
my trees are only fifty,
Yet give me shade and solitude
For they are thick and thrifty.
And every day to me they fling
With largess undenying,
Fat cones to make my kettle sing
And keep my pan a-frying.
Go buy yourself a piney wood
If you have gold for spending,
Where you can dream in mellow mood
With peace and joy unending;
Where you can cheerfully retreat
Beyond all churchly chiding,
And make yourself a temple sweet
Of rapturous abiding.
Oh silence has a secret voice
That claims the soul for portal,
And those who hear it may rejoice
Since they are more than mortal.
So sitting in my piney wood
When soft the owl is winging,
As still as Druid stone I brood . . .
For hark! the stars are singing.
Scheme | ABCBDDDD ADCDEDED FGFGADCD |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101011 1111010 1111010 1111010 010011111 1101 11111101 0111010 1101011 1111110 11110101 1101010 11110001 011110 01010101 1100010 11010101 1101110 01111101 1111110 1100111 1101110 11110111 1101110 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 712 |
Words | 139 |
Sentences | 10 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 190 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 47 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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