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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN AN OLD GARDEN FORGOTTEN, by ARTHUR WALLACE PEACH
First Line: Here even sunbeams stumble as they thread
Last Line: That dwells among the heart's forgotten things!
Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening
First Line: Here even sunbeams stumble as they thread
Last Line: That dwells among the heart's forgotten things!
Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening
Here even sunbeams stumble as they thread
The tangled aisles where weed and thicket twine
In clasps unriven by the years; here vine
With vine weaves shrouds to hide the ghostly dead
Of vanished springs. Here dying roses shed
Their petals, drifting memories that shrine
With fleeting glory of a garland fine,
A haunt whence one might think all beauty fled.
Yet here among this riot of wild bloom
And leaf, where summer heaps the refuse of
Her toil, and shadow close to shadow clings,
A vesper thrush amid the thickets' gloom
Makes sweet the night—a symbol of the love
That dwells among the heart's forgotten things!
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