Analysis of Raptured
Oh whit a woe, but oh whit a joy
When wan angel came
Tae save wan little boy
Guid vapour flit frae a sky tae be
Tae salve a spirit sare tae flee
Frae this fleshy vial that I call me
Tho’ it wuid’nae matter if I died this day
Fir the Lord gi’es an’ the Lord takes away
Then the heevens spil’t o’er an’ thundered aboot
An’ a voice spoke wordlessly an’ said
‘Take aw the guid yins oot’
An’ oot came the raptured wi’ nae oonce mair blame
An’ put the lost an’ the damned
Fir aw that tae shame
Tho’ it wuid’nae matter if I died this day
Fir the Lord gi’es an’ the Lord takes away
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 110111101 11101 111101 11110111 11010111 1110101111 1111011111 1011101101 101111101 1011111 110111 1110111111 1101101 11111 1111011111 1011101101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 598 |
Words | 120 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 6 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 3, 2, 3, 3, 2 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 72 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 20 |
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