Everything Comes
“THE house is bleak and coldBuilt so new for me!All the winds upon the woldSearch it through for me;No screening trees abound,And the curious eyes aroundKeep on view for me.”
“My Love, I am planting treesAs a screen for youBoth from winds, and eyes that teaseAnd peer in for you.Only wait till they have grown,No such bower will be knownAs I mean for you.”
“Then I will bear it, Love,And will wait,” she said.—So, with years, there grew a grove.“Skill how great!” she said.“As you wished, Dear?”—“Yes, I see!But—I’m dying; and for me’Tis too late,” she said.
Words in this poem
- wold n.
- A wood; a forest. [OE. wold, wald, AS. weald, wald, a wood, forest; akin to OFries. & OS. wald, D. woud, G. wald, Icel. völlr, a field, and probably to Gr. va a garden, inclosure.]
- curious a.
- Difficult to please or satisfy; solicitous to be correct; careful; scrupulous; nice; exact. [OF. curios, curius, F. curieux, L. curiosus careful, inquisitive, fr. cura care. See Cure.]
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
About this text
Everything Comes is in the public domain. This text is taken from Moments of Vision and Miscellaneous Verses, Project Gutenberg ebook #3255; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.
Cite as: Thomas Hardy, Everything Comes, in Moments of Vision and Miscellaneous Verses (1917), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #3255, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/hardy-moments-of-vision/everything-comes.html, id L24198.
Form and metre
Everything Comes is 21 lines in 3 stanzas of 7 lines each. The rhyme scheme is ABABCCB, complete in 2 of its 3 stanzas. The metre is trochaic trimeter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 79%).
See other poems in trochaic trimeter.
Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.
Rhyme words, stanza by stanza
The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.
- 1 ABABCCB coldA · meB · woldA · meB · aboundC · aroundC · meB
- 2 ABABCCB treesA · youB · teaseA · youB · grownC · knownC · youB
- 3 -A-ABBA love · saidA · grove · saidA · seeB · meB · saidA
Scansion, line by line
Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against trochaic trimeter. How this is done.
| Line | Syl. | Stress |
|---|---|---|
| “THE house is bleak and cold | 6 | ······ |
| Built so new for me! | 5 | ····· |
| All the winds upon the wold | 7 | ······· |
| Search it through for me; | 5 | ····· |
| No screening trees abound, | 6 | ·/˘·˘/ |
| And the curious eyes around | 8 | ··/˘˘··· |
| Keep on view for me.” | 5 | ····· |
| “My Love, I am planting trees | 7 | ····/˘· |
| As a screen for you | 5 | ····· |
| Both from winds, and eyes that tease | 7 | ······· |
| And peer in for you. | 5 | ····· |
| Only wait till they have grown, | 7 | /˘····· |
| No such bower will be known | 7 | ··/˘··· |
| As I mean for you.” | 5 | ····· |
| “Then I will bear it, Love, | 6 | ······ |
| And will wait,” she said. | 5 | ····· |
| —So, with years, there grew a grove. | 7 | ······· |
| “Skill how great!” she said. | 5 | ····· |
| “As you wished, Dear?”—“Yes, I see! | 7 | ······· |
| But—I’m dying; and for me | 7 | ··/˘··· |
| ’Tis too late,” she said. | 5 | ····· |
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