Analysis of John Anderson My Jo
Robert Burns 1759 (Alloway) – 1796 (Dumfries)
John Anderson my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonny brow was brent;
But now your brow is bled, John,
Your locks are like the straw,
But blessings on your frosty pow,
John Anderson my jo!
John Anderson my jo, John,
We clamb the hill thegither
And monie a cantie day, John,
We've had wi' ane anither;
Now we maun totter down, John,
And hand in hand we'll go,
And sleep thegither at the foot,
John Anderson my jo!
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1100111 11011 1101010 110111 1111111 111101 11011101 110011 1100111 11011 010111 11111 1111011 010111 011101 110011 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 449 |
Words | 89 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 174 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 44 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 14, 2023
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