Analysis of Fame Is A Food That Dead Men Eat

Henry Austin Dobson 1840 (Plymouth) – 1921



Fame is a food that dead men eat,-
I have no stomach for such meat.
In little light and narrow room,
They eat it in the silent tomb,
With no kind voice of comrade near
To bid the banquet be of cheer.

But Friendship is a nobler thing,-
Of Friendship it is good to sing.
For truly, when a man shall end,
He lives in memory of his friend,
Who doth his better part recall,
And of his faults make funeral.


Scheme AABBCC DDEEXX
Poetic Form
Metre 11011111 11110111 01010101 11100101 1111111 11010111 11010101 11011111 11010111 110100111 1111011 01111100
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 397
Words 85
Sentences 5
Stanzas 2
Stanza Lengths 6, 6
Lines Amount 12
Letters per line (avg) 26
Words per line (avg) 7
Letters per stanza (avg) 153
Words per stanza (avg) 41
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Submitted on May 13, 2011

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Henry Austin Dobson

Henry Austin Dobson was an English poet and essayist His official career was uneventful but as a poet and biographer he was distinguished Those who study his work are usually struck by its maturity more…

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