Love Is Enough: Songs I-ix Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB B C C C C C C AC D C E DF G F G G C H C H H I J I J J B K B L K I C I C AB C C B CM N N M N I M M I M B C C B KC C C C C FI B B I B F B C C B C F C C C C C CO P O P PC I C I I I I I I I M Q M Q Q C R C R R I S I S KT U T T U CC C C C C I I B B

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Love is enough though the World be a waningB
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And the woods have no voice but the voice of complainingB
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Though the sky be too dark for dim eyes to discoverC
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The gold cups and daisies fair blooming thereunderC
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Though the hills be held shadows and the sea a dark wonderC
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And this day draw a veil over all deeds passed overC
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Yet their hands shall not tremble their feet shall not falterC
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The void shall not weary the fear shall not alterC
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These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover IIA
Love is enough have no thought for to morrowC
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If ye lie down this even in rest from your painD
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Ye who have paid for your bliss with great sorrowC
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For as it was once so it shall be againE
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Ye shall cry out for death as ye stretch forth in vainD
Feeble hands to the hands that would help but they may notF
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Cry out to deaf ears that would hear if they couldG
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Till again shall the change come and words your lips say notF
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Your hearts make all plain in the best wise they wouldG
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And the world ye thought waning is glorious and goodG
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And no morning now mocks you and no nightfall is wearyC
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The plains are not empty of song and of deedH
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The sea strayeth not nor the mountains are drearyC
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The wind is not helpless for any man's needH
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Nor falleth the rain but for thistle and weedH
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O surely this morning all sorrow is hiddenI
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All battle is hushed for this even at leastJ
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And no one this noontide may hunger unbiddenI
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To the flowers and the singing and the joy of your feastJ
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Where silent ye sit midst the world's tale increasedJ
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Lo the lovers unloved that draw nigh for your blessingB
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For your tale makes the dreaming whereby yet they liveK
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The dreams of the day with their hopes of redressingB
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The dreams of the night with the kisses they giveL
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The dreams of the dawn wherein death and hope striveK
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Ah what shall we say then but that earth threatened oftenI
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Shall live on for ever that such things may beC
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That the dry seed shall quicken the hard earth shall softenI
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And the spring bearing birds flutter north o'er the seaC
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That earth's garden may bloom round my love's feet and me IIIA
Love is enough it grew up without heedingB
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In the days when ye knew not its name nor its measureC
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And its leaflets untrodden by the light feet of pleasureC
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Had no boast of the blossom no sign of the seedingB
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As the morning and evening passed over its treasureC
And what do ye say then That Spring long departedM
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Has brought forth no child to the softness and showersN
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That we slept and we dreamed through the Summer of flowersN
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We dreamed of the Winter and waking dead heartedM
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Found Winter upon us and waste of dull hoursN
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Nay Spring was o'er happy and knew not the reasonI
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And Summer dreamed sadly for she thought all was endedM
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In her fulness of wealth that might not be amendedM
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But this is the harvest and the garnering seasonI
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And the leaf and the blossom in the ripe fruit are blendedM
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It sprang without sowing it grew without heedingB
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Ye knew not its name and ye knew not its measureC
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Ye noted it not mid your hope and your pleasureC
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There was pain in its blossom despair in its seedingB
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But daylong your bosom now nurseth its treasure IVK
Love is enough draw near and behold meC
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Ye who pass by the way to your rest and your laughterC
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And are full of the hope of the dawn coming afterC
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For the strong of the world have bought me and sold meC
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And my house is all wasted from threshold to rafterC
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Pass by me and hearken and think of me notF
Cry out and come near for my ears may not hearkenI
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And my eyes are grown dim as the eyes of the dyingB
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Is this the grey rack o'er the sun's face a flyingB
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Or is it your faces his brightness that darkenI
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Comes a wind from the sea or is it your sighingB
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Pass by me and hearken and pity me notF
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Ye know not how void is your hope and your livingB
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Depart with your helping lest yet ye undo meC
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Ye know not that at nightfall she draweth near to meC
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There is soft speech between us and words of forgivingB
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Till in dead of the midnight her kisses thrill through meC
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Pass by me and harken and waken me notF
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Wherewith will ye buy it ye rich who behold meC
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Draw out from your coffers your rest and your laughterC
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And the fair gilded hope of the dawn coming afterC
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Nay this I sell not though ye bought me and sold meC
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For your house stored with such things from threshold to rafterC
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Pass by me I hearken and think of you not VC
Love is enough through the trouble and tangleO
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From yesterday's dawning to yesterday's nightP
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I sought through the vales where the prisoned winds wrangleO
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Till wearied and bleeding at end of the lightP
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I met him and we wrestled and great was my mightP
O great was my joy though no rest was around meC
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Though mid wastes of the world were we twain all aloneI
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For methought that I conquered and he knelt and he crowned meC
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And the driving rain ceased and the wind ceased to moanI
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And through clefts of the clouds her planet outshoneI
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O through clefts of the clouds 'gan the world to awakenI
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And the bitter wind piped and down drifted the rainI
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And I was alone and yet not forsakenI
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For the grass was untrodden except by my painI
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With a Shadow of the Night had I wrestled in vainI
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And the Shadow of the Night and not Love was departedM
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I was sore I was weary yet Love lived to seekQ
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So I scaled the dark mountains and wandered sad heartedM
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Over wearier wastes where e'en sunlight was bleakQ
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With no rest of the night for my soul waxen weakQ
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With no rest of the night for I waked mid a storyC
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Of a land wherein Love is the light and the lordR
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Where my tale shall be heard and my wounds gain a gloryC
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And my tears be a treasure to add to the hoardR
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Of pleasure laid up for his people's rewardR
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Ah pleasure laid up Haste then onward and listenI
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For the wind of the waste has no music like thisS
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And not thus do the rocks of the wilderness glistenI
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With the host of his faithful through sorrow and blissS
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My Lord goeth forth now and knows me for his VIK
Love is enough cherish life that abidethT
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Lest ye die ere ye know him and curse and misname himU
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For who knows in what ruin of all hope he hidethT
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On what wings of the terror of darkness he ridethT
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And what is the joy of man's life that ye blame himU
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For his bliss grown a sword and his rest grown a fireC
Ye who tremble for death or the death of desireC
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Pass about the cold winter tide garden and ponderC
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On the rose in his glory amidst of June's fireC
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On the languor of noontide that gathered the thunderC
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On the morn and its freshness the eve and its wonderC
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Ye may make it no more shall Spring come to awakenI
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Live on for Love liveth and earth shall be shakenI
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By the wind of his wings on the triumphing morningB
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When the dead and their deeds that die not shall awakB

William Morris



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