<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="center" class="head">The Garden</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line">I <span class="smallcaps">know</span> a garden like a child,</p><p class="line">Clean and new-washed and reconciled.</p><p class="line">It grows its own sweet way, yet still</p><p class="line">Has guidance of some tender will</p><p class="line">That clips, confines, its wilder mood</p><p class="line">And makes it happy, being good.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Around the lordly mountains stand,</p><p class="line">For this is an enchanted land,</p><p class="line">As though their splendours stood to grace</p><p class="line">This little lovely garden place,</p><p class="line">Looking with wise and keeping eyes</p><p class="line">Upon the garden sanctities.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Box borders edge each little bed,</p><p class="line">Paths narrow for a child to tread</p><p class="line">Divide the kitchen garden, dear</p><p class="line">And sweet with musk and lavender,</p><p class="line">And water-mints and beans in bloom.</p><p class="line">Be sure the honeybee's at home.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">How should I tell in a sweet list</p><p class="line">Of beauties, rose and amethyst;</p><p class="line">The little water-garden cool</p><p class="line">On sultry days, and beautiful</p><p class="line">The wall-garden, the shade, the sun,</p><p class="line">Since they are lovely, every one.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Hot honey of the pines is sweet,</p><p class="line">And when the day's at three o'clock heat</p><p class="line">A winding walk will you invite</p><p class="line">To a new garden out of sight.</p><p class="line">And a green seat is set so near</p><p class="line">The sluggish, stealing backwater.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">The Spirit of the garden plays</p><p class="line">At hide-and-seek an hundred ways</p><p class="line">And when you've captured her, she will</p><p class="line">Elude you, calling backward still,</p><p class="line">A silver echo -- a sweet child,</p><p class="line">Demure and lovesome, gay and wild.</p></div></body></html> · Great War