Analysis of Shepherd Turned Sailor
Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal 1829 (London) – 1862 (London)
Now Christ ye save yon bonny shepherd
Sailing on the sea;
Ten thousand souls are sailing there
But they belong to Thee.
If he is lost then all is lost
And all is dead to me.
My love should have a grey head-stonee
And green moss at his feet
And clinging grass above his breast
Whereon his lambs could bleat,
And I should know the span of earth
Where some day I might sleep.
| Scheme | ABXBXB XXXAXX |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 111111010 10101 11011101 110111 11111111 011111 11110111 011111 01010111 11111 01110111 111111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 369 |
| Words | 76 |
| Sentences | 4 |
| Stanzas | 2 |
| Stanza Lengths | 6, 6 |
| Lines Amount | 12 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 147 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 37 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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