My lady loves her radiant garden, Gently moves among her flowers, -- Iris, poppies, oleander. O the garden! Sweet, she rests amid its sweetness, Laughs and dreams, her face in blossoms, While the sunshine feeds rich colors. O the sweetness! On the one side flows a river, Sparkling, merry. Boats bear on it Companies of youths and maidens. O the river! And she, smiling, flings them flowers, Back they sing their answer to her, Floating past her with their music. O the music! On the other side a high-road, Toiled upon by horsemen, footmen; Dusty travelers know that garden. O the high-road! And the lady gives them bounty, Food and wine and kindly speeches, Till, refreshed, they journey onward. O the toilers! So she gives the happy pleasure, And the weary soft refreshment, O my lady, from your garden, Give me love! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE IMPOSSIBLE INDISPENSIBILITY OF THE ARS POETICA by HAYDEN CARRUTH IF HE SHOULD COME by EDWIN MARKHAM SONNET: INSCRIPTION FOR A PORTRAIT OF DANTE by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO ODE TO TRANQUILLITY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE COMMEMORATIVE OF A NAVAL VICTORY by HERMAN MELVILLE |