Analysis of After
Robert Browning 1812 (Camberwell) – 1889 (Venice)
Take the cloak from his face, and at first
Let the corpse do its worst!
How he lies in his rights of a man!
Death has done all death can.
And, absorbed in the new life he leads,
He recks not, he heeds
Nor his wrong nor my vengeance; both strike
On his senses alike,
And are lost in the solemn and strange
Surprise of the change.
Ha, what avails death to erase
His offence, my disgrace?
I would we were boys as of old
In the field, by the fold:
His outrage, God's patience, man's scorn
Were so easily borne!
I stand here now, he lies in his place:
Cover the face!
Scheme | AA BBCCDDEEFFGGHH FF |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 101111011 101111 111011101 111111 001001111 11111 111111011 111001 011001001 01101 1111101 11101 11101111 001101 1111011 011001 111111011 1001 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 571 |
Words | 115 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 14, 2 |
Lines Amount | 18 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 142 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 38 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 07, 2023
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