Analysis of Blood of the Kindred
The kindred we all see
Cursed from beyond the seas
The banshees yet to wail
Driving us to our hell.
If not for what reasons we live
Then to give and again give
Dire mornings upon gray waves
The last of a family's day
Hear the sounds of agony
As we go insane
Hear the wailing of the banshees
The nights with no name.
Darkness descends upon the child
Never in his dreams so wild
Fear now has left him
In his dreariness the kindred denounce him.
| Scheme | ABCDEFGHAIAJKKLL |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 010111 110101 01111 1011101 11111011 1110011 1100111 01101001 1011100 11101 1010101 01111 10010101 1001111 11111 01100010011 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 427 |
| Words | 87 |
| Sentences | 3 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 16 |
| Lines Amount | 16 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 352 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 87 |
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Submitted on April 27, 2010
Modified on March 05, 2023
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