Analysis of My Guardian Angel
Robert William Service 1874 – 1958
When looking back I dimly see
The trails my feet have trod,
Some hand divine, it seems to me,
Has pulled the strings with God;
Some angel form has lifeward leaned
When hope for me was past;
Some love sublime has intervened
To save me at the last.
For look you! I was born a fool,
Damnation was my fate;
My lot to drivel and to drool,
Egregious and frutrate.
But in the deep of my despair,
When dark my doom was writ,
Some saving hand was always there
to pull me from the Pit.
A Guardian Angel - how absurd!
I scoff at Power Divine.
And yet . . . a someone spoke the word
That willed me from the swine.
And yet, despite my scorn of prayer,
My lack of love or friend,
I know a Presence will be there,
To save me at the end.
Scheme | ABABCDCD EXEBFGFG HIHIFJFJ |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11011101 011111 11011111 110111 1101111 111111 1101101 111101 11111101 010111 11110011 01001 10011101 111111 1101111 111101 010010101 1111001 0101101 111101 01011111 111111 11010111 111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 706 |
Words | 147 |
Sentences | 12 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 183 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 49 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 22, 2023
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