Analysis of It ceased to hurt me, though so slow
Emily Dickinson 1830 (Amherst) – 1886 (Amherst)
It ceased to hurt me, though so slow
I could not feel the Anguish go—
But only knew by looking back—
That something—had benumbed the Track—
Nor when it altered, I could say,
For I had worn it, every day,
As constant as the Childish frock—
I hung upon the Peg, at night.
But not the Grief—that nestled close
As needles—ladies softly press
To Cushions Cheeks—
To keep their place—
Nor what consoled it, I could trace—
Except, whereas 'twas Wilderness—
It's better—almost Peace—
Scheme | AABB CCXX XXXD DXX |
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Poetic Form | Tetractys (20%) |
Metre | 11111111 11110101 11011101 1101101 11110111 111111001 11010101 11010111 11011101 11010101 1101 1111 11011111 01011100 11011 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 495 |
Words | 86 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 3 |
Lines Amount | 15 |
Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 92 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 21 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on May 03, 2023
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