Analysis of A Mother's Lament For The Death Of Her Son.
Robert Burns 1759 (Alloway) – 1796 (Dumfries)
Fate gave the word, the arrow sped,
And pierc'd my darling's heart;
And with him all the joys are fled
Life can to me impart.
By cruel hands the sapling drops,
In dust dishonour'd laid:
So fell the pride of all my hopes,
My age's future shade.
The mother-linnet in the brake
Bewails her ravish'd young;
So I, for my lost darling's sake,
Lament the live day long.
Death, oft I've fear'd thy fatal blow,
Now, fond I bare my breast,
O, do thou kindly lay me low
With him I love, at rest!
Scheme | ABABXCXC DXDXEFEF |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11010101 01111 01110111 111101 11010101 0111 11011111 110101 01010001 1011 1111111 010111 11111101 111111 11110111 111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 472 |
Words | 95 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 182 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 47 |
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Submitted on August 03, 2020
Modified on March 25, 2023
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