SOMEWHERE in the world there hide Garden-gates that no one sees Save they come in happy twos, -- Not in one, nor yet in threes. But from every maiden's door Leads a pathway straight and true; Map and survey know it not, -- He who finds, finds room for two! Then they see the garden-gates! Never skies so blue as theirs, Never flowers so many-sweet, As for those who come in pairs. Round and round the alleys wind: Now a cradle bars the way, Now a little mound, behind, -- So the two go through the day. When no nook in all the lanes But has heard a song or sigh. Lo! another garden-gate Opens as the two go by. In they wander, knowing not; "Five and twenty!" fills the air With a silvery echo low, All about the startled pair. Happier yet these garden-walks: Closer, heart to heart, they lean; Stiller, softer, falls the light; Few the twos, and far between. Till, at last, as on they pass Down the paths so well they know, Once again at hidden gates Stand the two: they enter slow. Golden Gates of "Fifty Years," May our two your latchet press! Garden of the Sunset Land. Hold their dearest happiness! Then a quiet walk again: Then a wicket in the wall: Then one, stepping on alone, -- Then two at the Heart of All! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO PRIMROSES FILLED WITH MORNING DEW by ROBERT HERRICK THE FISH, THE MAN, AND THE SPIRIT (COMPLETE) by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT JUBILATE AGNO: GARDNER'S TALENT by CHRISTOPHER SMART YARROW UNVISITED by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH LAMENT OF AROMAITERAI by AROMAITERAI |