Analysis of It Was Upon
Edward Thomas 1878 (London Borough of Lambeth) – 1917 (Pas-de-Calais)
It was upon a July evening.
At a stile I stood, looking along a path
Over the country by a second Spring
Drenched perfect green again. 'The lattermath
Will be a fine one.' So the stranger said,
A wandering man. Albeit I stood at rest,
Flushed with desire I was. The earth outspread,
Like meadows of the future, I possessed.
And as an unaccomplished prophecy
The stranger's words, after the interval
Of a score years, when those fields are by me
Never to be recrossed, now I recall,
This July eve, and question, wondering,
What of the lattermath to this hoar Spring?
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11010110 10111100101 1001010101 10110101 1101110101 010010101111 1101011011 111010101 0111100 0101100100 1011111111 10111111 111010100 11011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 560 |
Words | 105 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 6 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 221 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 51 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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