Analysis of Questions
Victor James Daley 1858 – 1905
Soul, dost thou shudder at the narrow tomb?
Heart, dost thou dread to moulder in the dust—
To meet the fate that all things mortal must,
Strength in its pride, and beauty in its bloom?
What have ye done to merit nobler doom?
How used one life that ye for more should lust?
Time in his course doth all things downward thrust:
The unborn generations wait for room!
Blind we were born, blind die: yet we must still
Take God to task with Whither? Whence? and Why?
What if God, giving us our wish and will,
Said, “Judge thyself” to each! Who dares reply?
He knows the end who made the perfect plan—
Hell were too small if man were judged by man.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111010101 1111110001 1101111101 1011010011 1111110101 1111111111 1011111101 011010111 1101111111 1111110101 11110110101 111111101 1101110011 1011110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 664 |
Words | 125 |
Sentences | 12 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 35 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 493 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 123 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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