WHAT a thing a garden is For sweet dreams and quietness! Roses and Lilies, Narcissus, Daffodillies, Irises and Phlox and Stocks And the Sultan Hollyhocks. Love-lies-bleeding—Love-in-a-mist— Pansies tawny and amethyst. What a thing a garden is For medicinal heartease! Lilac white and Lilac blue, And a bird-song in the dew; Apple-blossom white and rose, Blue Forget-me-not and those Pinks that have a spicy smell: Honest Lavender as well. What a thing a garden is For the birds, for the bees! Oh, from the dark earth to hale Tulips and the Primrose pale! Hyacinth, all that comes before The full Summer's golden store; For to create, for to bid live These so sweet, so fugitive! What a thing a garden is To bid grow, to increase! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ABBEY ASAROE by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM THE STORM by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH SHE SAID ... by JONATHAN HENDERSON BROOKS THE MEDIATOR, HYMN 2 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING HELIOS HYPERIONIDES by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON THE WATCHERS (OLD AND NEW) by HENRY CHAPPELL |