Analysis of I bended unto me a Bough
Thomas Edward Brown 1830 – 1897
I bended unto me a bough of May,
That I might see and smell:
It bore it in a sort of way,
It bore it very well.
But, when I let it backward sway,
Then it were hard to tell
With what a toss, with what a swing,
The dainty thing
Resumed its proper level,
And sent me to the devil.
I know it did--you doubt it?
I turned, and saw them whispering about it.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101010111 111101 11100111 111101 11111101 110111 11011101 0101 0111010 0111010 1111111 11011100011 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 388 |
Words | 77 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 12 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 261 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 75 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 14, 2023
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