Analysis of The Armful
Robert Frost 1874 (San Francisco) – 1963 (Boston)
For every parcel I stoop down to seize
I lose some other off my arms and knees,
And the whole pile is slipping, bottles, buns --
Extremes too hard to comprehend at once,
Yet nothing I should care to leave behind.
With all I have to hold with hand and mind
And heart, if need be, I will do my best
To keep their building balanced at my breast.
I crouch down to prevent them as they fall;
Then sit down in the middle of them all.
I had to drop the armful in the road
And try to stack them in a better load.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11001011111 1111011101 0011110101 011110111 1101111101 1111111101 0111111111 1111010111 1111011111 1110010111 111101001 0111100101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 501 |
Words | 107 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 12 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 387 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 105 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on May 04, 2023
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