Analysis of Her Toys
I sat her in her baby chair,
And set upon its tray
Her kewpie doll and teddy bear,
But no, she would not play.
Although they looked so wistfully
Her favour to implore,
She laughed at me with elfin glee
And dashed them to the floor.
I brought her lamb and circus clown,
But it was just the same:
With shrill of joy she threw them down
As if it were a game.
Maybe it was, for she would look
To see where they were lain
And act pathetic till I took
Her toys to her again.
To-day there's just an empty chair,
And 'mid a mist of pain
I'd give my life if she were there
To toss her toys again.
A tiny ghost is all I see,
Who laughs the while I cry,
And lifts her little hands with glee
--Unto the sky.
Scheme | ABABCDCD EFEFGHGI AHAICJCJ |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11000101 010111 0110101 111111 1111100 01101 11111101 011101 11010101 111101 11111111 111001 10111111 111101 01010111 011001 11111101 010111 11111101 110101 01011111 110111 01010111 1001 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 764 |
Words | 147 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 176 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 48 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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