Fulfilment Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDEEFGHIJKIKLJFMJ JNMJOPJOQNORSQSTRUUT UVWUXWU

Happy are they whom men and women loveA
And you were happy as a river that flowsB
Down between lonely hills and knowsB
The pang and virtue of that lonelinessC
And moves unresting on until it moveD
Under the trees that stoop at the low brinkE
And deepen their cool shade and drinkE
And sing and hush and sing againF
Breathing their music's many toned caressG
While the river with his high clear music speaksH
Sometimes of loneliness of hills obscureI
Sometimes of sunlight dancing on the plainJ
Or of the night of stars unbared and deepK
Multiplied in his depths unbared and pureI
Sometimes of winds that from the unknown sea creepK
Sometimes of morning when most clear it breaksL
Spilling its brightness on his breast like rainJ
And then flows on in loneliness againF
Towards the unknown near seaM
Was it in mere happiness or painJ
There were things said that spoke of naked painJ
With nothing between the wound and the sharp edged worldN
Things seen that told of such perplexityM
As darkened night with night but was that painJ
And there were things created all delightO
Making delight fruitful a hundred foldP
Sweetness of earth energy of sun and rainJ
Colour and shape flowers and grasses brightO
And the clear firm body of a bare lovely hillQ
And woods around its feet fast caught and curledN
And the cold sweets of lonely travelled nightO
And was that happiness or something moreR
That gathered happiness and pain like flowersS
Half perished and let them perish and brightened stillQ
In those dark mental journeys of cold hoursS
That found you what you were and left you strongerT
Shutting a door and opening a doorR
O door that you have passed so quickly throughU
Ere we well knew what man you were nor knewU
What you had shown in life but a little longerT
It was not pain nor happiness for youU
Not any named delight or pang of senseV
But swift fulfilment past all sense or thoughtW
Of what you were with all that time could make youU
No separate gift spiritual influenceX
But something wroughtW
From your own heart with all that life could make youU

John Freeman



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