Analysis of The Seed
Robert William Service 1874 – 1958
I was a seed that fell
In silver dew;
And nobody could tell,
For no one knew;
No one could tell my fate,
As I grew tall;
None visioned me with hate,
No, none at all.
A sapling I became,
Blest by the sun;
No rumour of my shame
Had any one.
Oh I was proud indeed,
And sang with glee,
When from a tiny seed
I grew a tree.
I was so stout and strong
Though still so young,
When sudden came a throng
With angry tongue;
They cleft me to the core
With savage blows,
And from their ranks a roar
Of rage arose.
I was so proud a seed
A tree to grow;
Surely there was no need
To lay me low.
Why did I end so ill,
The midst of three
Black crosses on a hill
Called Calvary?
Scheme | ABABCDCD EFEFGHGH IJIJKLKL GMGMNHNH |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 110111 0101 0111 1111 111111 1111 11111 1111 010101 1101 10111 1101 111101 0111 110101 1101 111101 1111 110101 1101 111101 1101 011101 1101 111101 0111 101111 1111 111111 0111 110101 1100 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 796 |
Words | 144 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 32 |
Letters per line (avg) | 16 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 124 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 36 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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