Analysis of The Garden
Edith Nesbit 1858 (Kennington, Surrey ) – 1924 (New Romney, Kent)
CHOKED with ill weeds my garden lay a-dying,
Hard was the ground, no bud had heart to blow,
Yet shone your smile there, with your soft breath sighing:
'Have patience, for some day the flowers will grow.'
Some weeds you killed, you made a plot and tilled it;
'My plot,' you said, 'rich harvest yet shall give,'
With sun-warmed seeds of hope your dear hands filled it,
With rain-soft tears of pity bade them live.
So, weak among the weeds that had withstood you,
One little pure white flower grew by-and-by;
You could not pluck my flower--alas! how should you?
You sowed the seed, but let the blossom die.
Scheme | ABAB CXCX DEDE |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (67%) |
Metre | 11111101010 1101111111 11111111110 11011101011 11111101011 1111110111 11111111111 1111110111 11010111011 11011101101 111111001111 1101110101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 611 |
Words | 114 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 38 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 154 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 36 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 14, 2023
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