Analysis of To the Troubler of the World
William Watson 1858 (Burley in Wharfedale) – 1935 (Rottingdean)
At last we know you, War-lord. You, that flung
The gauntlet down, fling down the mask you wore,
Publish your heart, and let its pent hate pour,
You that had God for ever on your tongue.
We are old in war, and if in guile we are young,
Young also is the spirit that evermore
Burns in our bosom ev'n as heretofore,
Nor are these thews unbraced, these nerves unstrung.
We do not with God's name make wanton play;
We are not on such easy terms with Heaven;
But in Earth's hearing we can verily say,
'Our hands are pure; for peace, for peace we have striven';
And not by Earth shall he be soon forgiven
Who lit the fire accurst that flames to-day.
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Metre | 1111111111 0101110111 1011011111 1111110111 111010101111 1101010110 10101011101 11111111 1111111101 11111101110 101101111 1011111111110 01111111010 1101011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 637 |
Words | 126 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 35 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 492 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 124 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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