Analysis of The Enigma
Robert William Service 1874 – 1958
The Sergeant of a Highland Reg-
-Iment was drilling of his men;
With temper notably on edge
He blest them every now and then.
A sweet old lady standing by,
Was looking on with fascination,
And then she dared this question shy,
That pertubates the Celtic nation.
"Oh gentle Sergeant do not scold;
Please tell me, though your tone so curt is:
These bare-legged boys look sadly cold -
Do they wear wool beneath their skirties?
The Sergeant's face grew lobster red,
As one who sends a bloke to blazes . . .
Then: "round about turn, squad," he said;
"Now blast you! bend and pick up daises."
Scheme | XAXABCBC DEDEFEFE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 01010101 1110111 11010011 111100101 01110101 11011010 01111101 1101010 11010111 111111111 111011101 11110111 0111101 111101110 11011111 11110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 579 |
Words | 109 |
Sentences | 9 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 28 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 225 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 54 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 14, 2023
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