Analysis of The Pity Of It
Thomas Hardy 1840 (Stinsford) – 1928 (Dorchester, Dorset)
I walked in loamy Wessex lanes, afar
From rail-track and from highway, and I heard
In field and farmstead many an ancient word
Of local lineage like 'Thu bist,' 'Er war,'
'Ich woll,' 'Er sholl,' and by-talk similar,
Nigh as they speak who in this month's moon gird
At England's very loins, thereunto spurred
By gangs whose glory threats and slaughters are.
Then seemed a Heart crying: 'Whosoever they be
At root and bottom of this, who flung this flame
Between kin folk kin tongued even as are we,
Sinister, ugly, lurid, be their fame;
May their familiars grow to shun their name,
And their brood perish everlastingly.'
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101010101 111011011 0101101101 11010011111 1111011100 1111101111 11010111 1111010101 11011001011 11010111111 01111110111 1001010111 11111111 011101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 615 |
Words | 115 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 6 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 240 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 54 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 28, 2023
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