Analysis of Victory comes late
Emily Dickinson 1830 (Amherst) – 1886 (Amherst)
Victory comes late—
And is held low to freezing lips—
Too rapt with frost
To take it—
How sweet it would have tasted—
Just a Drop—
Was God so economical?
His Table's spread too high for Us—
Unless We dine on tiptoe—
Crumbs—fit such little mouths—
Cherries—suit Robbins—
The Eagle's Golden Breakfast strangles—Them—
God keep His Oath to Sparrows—
Who of little Love—know how to starve—
| Scheme | ABCDEFGHIJKLMN |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 10011 01111101 1111 111 1111110 101 1110100 11011111 011111 111101 10110 010101011 1111110 111011111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 411 |
| Words | 68 |
| Sentences | 2 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 14 |
| Lines Amount | 14 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 300 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 66 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 11, 2023
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