Analysis of Tim
Robert William Service 1874 – 1958
My brother Tim has children ten,
While I have none.
Maybe that's why he's toiling when
To ease I've won.
But though I would some of his brood
Give hearth and care,
I know that not a one he would
Have heart to spare.
'Tis children that have kept him poor;
He's clad them neat.
They've never wanted, I am sure,
For bite to eat.
And though their future may be dim,
They laugh a lot.
Am I tearful for Brother Tim?
Oh no, I'm not.
I know he goes to work each day
With flagging feet.
'Tis hard, even with decent pay,
To make ends meet.
But when my sterile home I see,
So smugly prim,
Although my banker bows to me,
I envy Tim.
Scheme | ABABXCXC XDXDEFEF GDGDHEHE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11011101 1111 10111101 1111 11111111 1101 11110111 1111 11011111 1111 11010111 1111 01110111 1101 11101101 1111 11111111 1101 11101101 1111 11110111 1101 1110111 1101 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 725 |
Words | 128 |
Sentences | 12 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 19 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 155 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 42 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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