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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BESIDE MY DOOR, by ISABEL STEWART MCMEEKIN Poet's Biography
First Line: Why should a garden twelve feet square
Last Line: Its twelve feet square, beside my door!
First Line: Why should a garden twelve feet square
Last Line: Its twelve feet square, beside my door!
Why should a garden twelve feet square
Be like a church that's built for prayer?
No marble walls encircle it,
No waxen tapers here are lit,
No incense burns before the Name,
Yet scarlet lilies lift their flame
And blue delphinium in a mass,
More azure is than painted glass,
These yellow daisies seem to hold
More riches than plates heaped with gold:
Lord, here is Eden come once more;
Its twelve feet square, beside my door!
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