Analysis of At Day-Close In November
Thomas Hardy 1840 (Stinsford) – 1928 (Dorchester, Dorset)
The ten hours' light is abating,
And a late bird flies across,
Where the pines, like waltzers waiting,
Give their black heads a toss.
Beech leaves, that yellow the noon-time,
Float past like specks in the eye;
I set every tree in my June time,
And now they obscure the sky.
And the children who ramble through here
Conceive that there never has been
A time when no tall trees grew here,
A time when none will be seen.
Scheme | ABAB CDCD EXEX |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (67%) |
Metre | 011011010 0011101 1011110 111101 11110011 1111001 1110010111 0110101 001011011 01111011 01111111 0111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 414 |
Words | 81 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 108 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 26 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 27, 2023
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