Analysis of Rose Pogonias
Robert Frost 1874 (San Francisco) – 1963 (Boston)
A saturated meadow,
Sun-shaped and jewel-small,
A circle scarcely wider
Than the trees around were tall;
Where winds were quite excluded,
And the air was stifling sweet
With the breath of many flowers, --
A temple of the heat.
There we bowed us in the burning,
As the sun's right worship is,
To pick where none could miss them
A thousand orchises;
For though the grass was scattered,
yet every second spear
Seemed tipped with wings of color,
That tinged the atmosphere.
We raised a simple prayer
Before we left the spot,
That in the general mowing
That place might be forgot;
Or if not all so favored,
Obtain such grace of hours,
that none should mow the grass there
While so confused with flowers.
Scheme | XABAXCDC EXXDFGBG HIEIFDHD |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 01001 110101 0101010 1010101 1101010 0011101 10111010 010101 11110010 1011101 1111111 0101 1101110 1100101 1111110 11010 110101 011101 10010010 111101 1111110 0111110 1111011 1101110 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 707 |
Words | 127 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 184 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 42 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 21, 2023
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