Analysis of The Cornfields
Vachel Lindsay 1879 (Springfield) – 1931 (Springfield)
The cornfields rise above mankind,
Lifting white torches to the blue,
Each season not ashamed to be
Magnificently decked for you.
What right have you to call them yours,
And in brute lust of riches burn
Without some radiant penance wrought,
Some beautiful, devout return?
| Scheme | XAXA XBXB |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Quatrain |
| Metre | 01110111 10110101 11010111 01000111 11111111 00111101 011100101 11000101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 279 |
| Words | 47 |
| Sentences | 3 |
| Stanzas | 2 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 4 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 28 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 110 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 23 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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