Analysis of Crumbs To The Birds
Charles Lamb 1775 (Inner Temple, London) – 1834 (Edmonton, London)
A bird appears a thoughtless thing,
He's ever living on the wing,
And keeps up such a carolling,
That little else to do but sing
A man would guess had he.
No doubt he has his little cares,
And very hard he often fares,
The which so patiently he bears,
That, listening to those cheerful airs,
Who knows but he may be
In want of his next meal of seeds?
I think for that his sweet song pleads.
If so, his pretty art succeeds.
I'll scatter there among the weeds
All the small crumbs I see.
Scheme | AAAAB CCCCB DDDDB |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 01010101 11010101 011101 11011111 011111 11111101 01011101 01110011 110011101 111111 01111111 11111111 11110101 11010101 101111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 479 |
Words | 98 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 5, 5 |
Lines Amount | 15 |
Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 125 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 32 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 19, 2023
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