Analysis of Clouds
Rupert Brooke 1887 (Rugby) – 1915 (Aegean Sea)
Down the blue night the unending columns press
In noiseless tumult, break and wave and flow,
Now tread the far South, or lift rounds of snow
Up to the white moon's hidden loveliness.
Some pause in their grave wandering comradeless,
And turn with profound gesture vague and slow,
As who would pray good for the world, but know
Their benediction empty as they bless.
They say that the Dead die not, but remain
Near to the rich heirs of their grief and mirth.
I think they ride the calm mid-heaven, as these,
In wise majestic melancholy train,
And watch the moon, and the still-raging seas,
And men, coming and going on the earth.
Scheme | ABBAABBA CDECED |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 10110010101 011010101 1101111111 11011101 110111001 0110110101 1111110111 101010111 1110111101 1101111101 11110111011 010101001 0101001101 0110010101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 636 |
Words | 115 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 6 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 35 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 248 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 57 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 12, 2023
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