Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GARDENER, by ANONYMOUS First Line: The gardener stands in his bower door Last Line: An' the cauld wind on your breast Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening | ||||||||
1. THE gardener stands in his bower-door, With a primrose in his hand, And by there came a leal maiden As jimp as a willow wand. 2. 'O lady, can you fancy me, For to be my bride? Ye'se get a' the flowers in my garden To be to you a weed. 3. 'The lily white sall be your smock Becomes your body best; Your head sall be busk'd wi' gillyflower And the primrose in your breast. 4. 'Your gown sall be the sweet-william, Your coat the camovine, Your apron a' the salluds neat That taste baith sweet and fine. 5. 'Your stockings sall be o' the braid kail-blade, That is baith braid and lang; And narrow, narrow at the cute, And braid, braid at the brawn. 6. 'Your gloves sall be the marigold, All glittering to your hand, Well spread o'er wi' the blue blaewort That grows amang corn-land.' 7. 'O fare ye well, young man,' she says, 'Farewell, and I bid adieu; If you can fancy me,' she says, 'O I cannot fancy you. 8. 'Sin ye've provided a weed for me Amang the summer flowers, Then I'se provide anither for you Amang the winter showers. 9. 'The new-fa'n snaw to be your smock Becomes your body best; An' your head sall be wound wi' the eastern wind, An' the cauld rain on your breast.' | 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 TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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