Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A GARDEN SONG, by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON

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A GARDEN SONG, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Here in this sequestered close
Last Line: Find the fair pierides!
Alternate Author Name(s): Dobson, Austin
Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening

HERE in this sequester'd close
Bloom the hyacinth and rose,
Here beside the modest stock
Flaunts the flaring hollyhock;
Here, without a pang, one sees
Ranks, conditions, and degrees.

All the seasons run their race
In this quiet resting-place;
Peach and apricot and fig
Here will ripen and grow big;
Here is store and overplus, --
More had not Alcinous!

Here, in alleys cool and green,
Far ahead the thrush is seen;
Here along the southern wall
Keeps the bee his festival;
All is quiet else -- afar
Sounds of toil and turmoil are.

Here be shadows large and long;
Here be spaces meet for song;
Grant, O garden-god, that I,
Now that none profane is nigh, --
Now that mood and moment please, --
Find the fair Pierides!

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