Analysis of The Death Of Agnes
Edith Nesbit 1858 (Kennington, Surrey ) – 1924 (New Romney, Kent)
Now that the sunlight dies in my eyes,
And the moonlight grows in my hair,
I who was never very wise,
Never was very fair,
Virgin and martyr all my life,
What has life left to give
Me--who was never mother nor wife,
Never got leave to live?
Nothing of life could I clasp or claim,
Nothing could steal or save.
So when you come to carve my name,
Give me life in my grave.
To keep me warm when I sleep alone
A lie is little to give;
Call me 'Magdalen' on my stone,
Though I died and did not live.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11011011 0011011 11110101 101101 10010111 111111 111101011 101111 101111111 101111 11111111 111011 111111101 0111011 11100111 1110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 487 |
Words | 104 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 188 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 51 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 14, 2023
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