Analysis of Escape
Elinor Wylie 1885 (Somerville) – 1928
When foxes eat the last gold grape,
And the last white antelope is killed,
I shall stop fighting and escape
Into a little house I'll build.
But first I'll shrink to fairy size,
With a whisper no one understands,
Making blind moons of all your eyes,
And muddy roads of all your hands.
And you may grope for me in vain
In hollows under the mangrove root,
Or where, in apple-scented rain,
The silver wasp-nests hang like fruit.
Scheme | ABAB CDCD EFEF |
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Poetic Form | Traditional rhyme Quatrain |
Metre | 11010111 00111011 11110001 01010111 11111101 10101101 10111111 01011111 01111101 01010011 11010101 01011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 413 |
Words | 78 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 28 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 111 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 26 |
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