Analysis of Later life
Christina Georgina Rossetti 1830 (London) – 1894 (London)
Something this foggy day, a something which
Is neither of this fog nor of today,
Has set me dreaming of the winds that play
Past certain cliffs, along one certain beach,
And turn the topmost edge of waves to spray:
Ah pleasant pebbly strand so far away,
So out of reach while quite within my reach,
As out of reach as India or Cathay!
I am sick of where I am and where I am not,
I am sick of foresight and of memory,
I am sick of all I have and all I see,
I am sick of self, and there is nothing new;
Oh weary impatient patience of my lot!
Thus with myself: how fares it, Friends, with you?
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| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1011010101 1101111101 1111010111 1101011101 010111111 110111101 1111110111 11111100101 111111101111 1111101100 11111110111 11111011101 11001010111 111111111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 598 |
| Words | 123 |
| Sentences | 4 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 14 |
| Lines Amount | 14 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
| Words per line (avg) | 9 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 452 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 121 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 28, 2023
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