Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MUSTARD AND CRESS, by NORMAN ROWLAND GALE Poet's Biography First Line: Elizabeth, my cousin, is the sweetest little girl Last Line: She'll pop up green and bonny out of mustard and of cress. Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening | ||||||||
ELIZABETH, my cousin, is the sweetest little girl, From her eyes like dark blue pansies, to her tiniest golden curl; I do not use her great long name, but simply call her Bess, And yesterday I planted her in mustard and in cress. My garden is so narrow that there's very little room, But I'd rather have her name than get a hollyhock to bloom; And before she comes to visit us with Charley and with Jess, She'll pop up green and bonny out of mustard and of cress. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOVEMBER GARDEN: AN ELEGY by ANDREW HUDGINS AN ENGLISH GARDEN IN AUSTRIA (SEEN AFTER DER ROSENKAVALIER) by RANDALL JARRELL ACROSS THE BROWN RIVER by GALWAY KINNELL A DESERTED GARDEN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS NOT THE SWEET CICELY OF GERARDES HERBALL by MARGARET AVISON AN OLD GARDEN by HERBERT BASHFORD THE COUNTRY FAITH by NORMAN ROWLAND GALE |
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