Analysis of The Farm Woman's Winter
Thomas Hardy 1840 (Stinsford) – 1928 (Dorchester, Dorset)
If seasons all were summers,
And leaves would never fall,
And hopping casement-comers
Were foodless not at all,
And fragile folk might be here
That white winds bid depart;
Then one I used to see here
Would warm my wasted heart!
One frail, who, bravely tilling
Long hours in gripping gusts,
Was mastered by their chilling,
And now his ploughshare rusts.
So savage winter catches
The breath of limber things,
And what I love he snatches,
And what I love not, brings.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101010 011101 010110 01111 0101111 111101 1111111 111101 1111010 1100101 1101110 011101 1101010 011101 0111110 011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 474 |
Words | 86 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 184 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 41 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 29, 2023
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