Sing ho for a garden An old-fashioned garden, A garden of roses And lilacs, and rue; With nobody in it Save you and a linnet, And a fairy to spin it— A necklace of dew. Sing ho for a meadow, A silver-green meadow, With lush grasses shielding Its bird-tenants few; Where drowsy wings quiver, And slow runs the river, And the face of the river Is a mirror for you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SHEPHERD BOY'S SONG, FR. THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS by JOHN BUNYAN ON THE DEPARTURE PLATFORM by THOMAS HARDY THE SONG OF THE SHIRT by THOMAS HOOD SONNET: AUTUMN by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SONNET: 102 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE A SONG OF A YOUNG LADY TO HER ANCIENT LOVER by JOHN WILMOT |