Can anyone help me find the meter of this poem? As well as describe why you chose that answer.

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anonymous · Answer

Land of Hope and Glory, 
Mother of the Free,
How shall we extol thee,
who are born of thee?
Wider still, and wider, 
shall thy bounds be set;
God, who made thee mighty, 
make thee mightier yet!

Dear Land of Hope, thy hope is crowned.
God make thee mightier yet!
On Sov'ran brows, beloved, renowned,
Once more thy crown is set.
Thine equal laws, by Freedom gained,
Have ruled thee well and long;
By Freedom gained, by Truth maintained,
Thine Empire shall be strong.

Thy fame is ancient as the days,
As Ocean large and wide:
A pride that dares, and heeds not praise,
A stern and silent pride.
Not that false joy that dreams content
With what our sires have won;
The blood a hero sire hath spent
Still nerves a hero son.

kyanthedoodle · Answer

I believe this poem is in a trochaic tetrameter because it stresses the first syllable, but doesn't touch the second. As you can see, the poem goes like this: LAND of HOPE and GLOry, MOther OF the FREE.

kyanthedoodle · Answer

You there sport?

anonymous · Answer

yes i am sorry i was away for a while, thank you very much for replying and explaining your answer! @KyanTheDoodle