He Fears His Good Fortune Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCBDDEEC FFBBGBHHFFG

There was a glorious timeA
At an epoch of my primeA
Mornings beryl bespreadB
And evenings golden redB
Nothing grayC
And in my heart I saidB
However this chanced to beD
It is too full for meD
Too rare too rapturous rashE
Its spell must close with a crashE
Some dayC
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The radiance went onF
Anon and yet anonF
And sweetness fell aroundB
Like manna on the groundB
I've no claimG
Said I to be thus crownedB
I am not worthy thisH
Must it not go amissH
Well let the end foreseenF
Come duly I am sereneF
And it cameG

Thomas Hardy



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