Analysis of Battle Sleep
Edith Wharton 1862 (New York City) – 1937 (Saint-Brice-sous-Forêt)
SOMEWHERE, O sun, some corner there must be
Thou visitest, where down the strand
Quietly, still, the waves go out to sea
From the green fringes of a pastoral land.
Deep in the orchard-bloom the roof-trees stand,
The brown sheep graze along the bay,
And through the apple-boughs above the sand
The bees' hum sounds no fainter than the spray.
There through uncounted hours declines the day
To the low arch of twilight's close,
And, just as night about the moon grows gray,
One sail leans westward to the fading rose.
Giver of dreams, O thou with scatheless wing
Forever moving through the fiery hail,
To flame-seared lids the cooling vision bring,
And let some soul go seaward with that sail!
Scheme | ABAB BCBC CXCX DEDE |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (75%) |
Metre | 111110111 111101 1001011111 10110101001 1001010111 01110101 0101010101 0111110101 1110100101 1011111 0111010111 1111010101 101111111 01010101001 1111010101 0111110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 683 |
Words | 123 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 137 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 30 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 22, 2023
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