The Human Music Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDDEEFFGHIIJJKKLL MMNNOOPQLRRSSTUVVWW XXYYZZA2A2B2B2C2C2QP D2D2E2E2F2G2VVH2H2I2 I2J2J2 K2K2YYDDL2L2M2M2N2N2 EEZZO2O2P2Q2K2K2R2R2 Q2Q2Q2Q2S2T2LLMMNNQ2 Q2U2T2NV2V2W2W2NNQ2Q 2Q2Q2LLYYQ2Q2Q2Q2DIT 2T2B2B2ZZQ2Q2X2Y2R2R 2Z2Z2Q2Q2A3A3ZZT2T2E 2E2T2T2B3C3Q2Q2ZZ Q2Q2ZB2Q2Q2D3D3Q2Q2Q 2Q2Q2Q2R2R2E3E3F3F3Q 2Q2Y2X2G3H3 Q2Q2C3C3Q2Q2Q2Q2NNJJ X2Y2

At evening when the aspens rustled softA
And the last blackbird by the hedge nest laughedB
And through the leaves the moon's unmeaning faceC
Looked and then rose in dark blue leafless spaceC
Watching the trees and moon she could not bearD
The silence and the presence everywhereD
The blackbird called the silence and it cameE
Closing and closing round like smoke round flameE
Into her heart it crept and the heart was numbF
Even wishes died and all but fear was dumbF
Fear and its phantoms Then the trees were enlargedG
And from their roundness unguessed shapes emergedH
Or no shape but the image of her fearI
Creeping forth from her mind and hovering nearI
If a bat flitted it was an evil thingJ
Sadder the trees grew with every shadowy wingJ
Their shape enlarged their arms quivered their thoughtK
Stirring in the leaves a silent anguish wroughtK
What are they thinking of the evil treesL
Nod nodding standing in malignant easeL
Something against man's mortal heart was swornM
Once when their dark Powers were conceived and bornM
And in such fading or such lightless hoursN
The world is delivered to these plotting PowersN
No physical swift blow she dreaded notO
Lightning's quick mercy but her heart grew hotO
And cold and hot with uncomprehended senseP
Of an assassin spiritual influenceQ
Moving in the unmoving treesL
Till as she staredR
Her eyes turned cowards at last and no more daredR
Yet could she never rise and shut the doorS
Perhaps those Powers would batter at the doorS
And that were madness So right through the houseT
She set the doors all wide when she could arouseU
The body's energy to serve the mindV
Then the air would move and any little windV
Would cleanse awhile the darkness and diminishW
Her fear and the dumb shadow war would finishW
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But it was not the trees the birds the moonX
Birds cease months fly green seasons wither soonX
Nature was constant all the seasons throughY
Sinister watchful and a thick cloud drewY
Over the mind when its simplicityZ
Challenged what seemed with thought of what must beZ
She wondered seeing how a child could playA2
Lightly in a shady field all dayA2
For in that golden brief benignant weatherB2
When spring and summer calling run togetherB2
And the sun's fresh and hot she saw deep guileC2
In the sweetness of that unconditioned smileC2
Sweetness not sweetness was but indifferenceQ
Or wantonness disguised to her grave senseP
And if she could have seen the things she feltD2
She'd looked for darkness and lit shapes that kneltD2
Appealing unregarded at a highE2
Altar uprising from the pit to the skyE2
Had the trees consciousness with flowers and cloudsF2
And winds that hung like thin clouds in the woodsG2
And stars and silence had they each a mindV
Bending on hers clear eyes on her eyes blindV
In the green dense heights elm oak ash yew or beechH2
She scarce saw was there not a brain in eachH2
An undiscovered centre of quick nervesI2
By which like man the tree lives masters servesI2
Waxes and wanes Oppressed her mind would shrinkJ2
From thought and into her trembling body sinkJ2
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Something of this had childhood taught her whenK2
Sickly she lay and peered again and againK2
At gray skies and white skies and void bright blueY
And watched the sun the bare town tree boughs throughY
And then through leafy boughs and once more bareD
Or in the west country's heavy hill drawn airD
Had felt the green grass pushing within her veinsL2
Tangling and strangling and the warm spring rainsL2
Tapping all night upon her childish headM2
She shivered lying lonely on her bedM2
With all that life all round and she so weakN2
Longing to speak yet what was there to speakN2
And as she grew and health came and love cameE
And life was happier happier still the sameE
Inhuman spirit rose whenever sheZ
Held in her thoughts more than her eyes could seeZ
Behind the happiest hours the dark cloud hungO2
Distant or nearing and its dullness flungO2
On the south meadows of her thought the fairestP2
Shrinking in shadow aspirations rarestQ2
Falling like shot birds in a reedy fenK2
Slain by the old Enemy of menK2
Life ebbed while men strove for the means of lifeR2
The grudging earth turned labour into strifeR2
The moving hosts within the heavy clodQ2
Seemed infinite in malice frost and floodQ2
Season and inter season were conspiredQ2
In smiling or sour mockery and untiredQ2
And undelighted man scratched and scratched onS2
And what he did by Nature was undoneT2
She saw men twisted more than rocks or treesL
Bruised numbed by age and labour and the diseaseL
Of labour in the cold fields women wornM
By many child bearings and their self scornM
Because of time and their lost woman's powersN
Bitter was Nature to women for those hoursN
Of the spirit's and the body's first delightQ2
Passed soon and the long day evening nightQ2
Of life uncherished bitterest when evenU2
That brief hour was denied of dancing heavenT2
Dewy love and fulfilled desiresN
But ageV2
Of all ills made her pity and anger rageV2
To see and smell the calm months bud and bloomW2
April's first warmth June's hues and slow perfumeW2
The sweetness drifting by in those long hoursN
While out of her she nursed the vital powersN
Were pressed by pain and pressed by pain renewedQ2
Till closing the life long vicissitudeQ2
Came starving death with full heaped summer andQ2
Wrung the last pangs that spirit could withstandQ2
Or to see age in its prison slowly freezeL
With impotence more disastrous than diseaseL
While trees flowered on or all the winter throughY
Upheld brave arms and with spring flowered anewY
Above those living graves and graves of the deadQ2
'Twas all such bitterness but she nothing saidQ2
She saw men as courageous boats that sailedQ2
On all the seas and some a far port hailedQ2
Perhaps to sail again or anchor thereD
Forever some would quietly disappearI
In stormless waters and some in storms be brokenT2
And all be hidden and no clear meaning spokenT2
Nor any trace upon the waters lingerB2
Where the boat went the wind with hasty fingerB2
Savage and sly as aught of land could beZ
Erased the little wrinkling of the seaZ
O in such enmity was man enisledQ2
Such loneliness by foolish shades beguiledQ2
That it was bravery to see and liveX2
But cowardice to see and to forgiveY2
The wrong of evil the wrong of death to lifeR2
The defeat of innocence the waste of strifeR2
The heavy ills of time injustice painZ2
In field and forest and flood rose huge and plainZ2
Brushing her mind with darkness till she thoughtQ2
Not with her brain but all her nerves were wroughtQ2
Into an apprehension burning strongA3
Unslackening of mortality's old wrongA3
But if her eyes she raised to those clear lonelyZ
Altitudes of stars and ether onlyZ
Her eyes fell and rebuked her as forbiddenT2
With human mind to question what was hiddenT2
At summer dusk the broad moon rising highE2
Put gentleness in the vast strength of the skyE2
Easing its weight or the hot summer sunT2
Made noonday kind and the hours lightly runT2
But in those blazing midnights of the starsB3
Gathered and brightening for immortal warsC3
With spears and darts and arrows of sharp lightQ2
She read the indifference of the infiniteQ2
The high strife flashing through eternityZ
While on the earth stared mortals but as sheZ
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O 'twas a living world that rose aroundQ2
And in her sentience burned a hollow woundQ2
Such easy brightness as the poets seeZ
Or easy gloom or hues of faerieB2
She never saw but into her own heart peeredQ2
To find what spirit indeed it was she fearedQ2
Whether in antique days a divine foeD3
Sprung branchlike from dense woods had wrought her woeD3
Whether in antique days a pagan riteQ2
Herself a pagan still unfilmed her sightQ2
And taught her secrets never to be forgotQ2
And by man's generation pardoned notQ2
The same blood in ancestral veins ran fleetQ2
As now made hers a road for pain's quick feetQ2
Into the marrow of her hidden lifeR2
Had poured the agony of their termless strifeR2
With immaterial and material thingsE3
And as a bird an unlearned music singsE3
Because a million generations sangF3
So in her breast the old alarum rangF3
So the old sorrowfulness in her thoughtQ2
Renewed and apprehensions all untaughtQ2
As if indeed a creature primitiveY2
Still did she in the world's dim morning liveX2
That wanted human warmth and gentlenessG3
To make its solitude a little lessH3
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Kindness gave solitude the lovely lightQ2
She loved and made less terrible black midnightQ2
Even as a bird its unlearned music poursC3
Though windows all be blind and shut the doorsC3
And sings on still though no faint sound be heardQ2
But wind and leaves and another lonely birdQ2
So poured she untaught kindness all aroundQ2
And in that human music comfort foundQ2
Music her own and music heard from othersN
Prime music of all lovers children mothersN
Precarious music between all men soundingJ
The horror of silent and dark Powers confoundingJ
Singing that music she could bravely liveX2
Hearing it find less sorrow to forgiveY2

John Frederick Freeman



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