Analysis of The Resurrection
John Crowe Ransom 1888 (Pulaski) – 1974 (Gambier)
LONG, long before men die I sometimes read
Their stoic backs as plain as graveyard stones,
An epitaph of poor dead men indeed.
I never pass those old and crooked bones,
Ridden far down with burden and with age,
Stopping the headlong highway till they lean
Aside in honor of my equipage,
But I am sick and shamed that Heaven has been
So clumsy with the inelastic clay!
'What pretty piece of hope then have you spun,
My old defeated traveler,' I say,
'That keeps you marching on? For I have none.
I have looked often and I have not found
Old men bowed low who ever rose up sound.'
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101111011 110111111 110111101 1101110101 1011110011 10011111 01010111 11110111011 110100101 1101111111 1101010011 1111011111 1111001111 1111110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 573 |
Words | 114 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 452 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 110 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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