Analysis of The Glass Of Beer
James Stephens 1882 (Dublin) – 1950
The lanky hank of a she in the inn over there
Nearly killed me for asking the loan of a glass of beer:
May the devil grip the whey-faced slut by the hair
And beat bad manners out of her skin for a year.
That parboiled imp, with the hardest jaw you will ever see
On virtue's path, and a voice that would rasp the dead,
Came roaring and raging the minute she looked at me,
And threw me out of the house on the back of my head.
If I asked her master he'd give me a cask a day;
But she with the beer at hand, not a gill would arrange!
May she marry a ghost and bear him a kitten and may
The High King of Glory permit her to get the mange.
Scheme | ABABCDCD EFEF |
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Poetic Form | Traditional rhyme |
Metre | 0101101001101 10111100110111 101010111101 011101101101 1111010111101 11100111101 1100100101111 0111101101111 1110101110101 1110111101101 11100101101001 0111100101101 |
Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 633 |
Words | 138 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 40 |
Words per line (avg) | 11 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 243 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 68 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 26, 2023
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