Analysis of Tormented
Claude McKay 1889 (Clarendon Parish) – 1948 (Chicago)
I will not reason, wrestle here with you,
Though you pursue and worry me about;
As well put forth my swarthy arm to stop
The wild wind howling, darkly mad without.
The night is yours for revels; day will light.
I will not fight you, bold and tigerish,
For I am weak, while you are gaining strength;
Peace! cease tormenting me to have your wish.
But when you're filled and sated with the flesh,
I shall go swiftly to the silver stream,
To cleanse my body for the spirit's sake,
And sun my limbs, and close my eyes to dream.
Scheme | XAXA XBXB BCXC |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 1111010111 1101010101 1111110111 0111010101 0111110111 11111101 1111111101 111011111 1111010101 1111010101 1111010101 0111011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 530 |
Words | 102 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 134 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 33 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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