The Garden's Story Comments

Rose-Bloom and lily-bloom
Sway upon the stalk,
Swinging censers of perfume
Down the garden-walk.

Swathed all in silver mist
Of the moonlit night;
By the molten sunbeams kist-
O the rapt delight!
. . . . . .

What bodes the shadow drear
Creeping o'er the skies?
Flower of frost, or frozen tear
On the ground that lies?

Rose-leaf and lily-leaf
Stricken from the stem,
Wild the wide and wintry grief
That has come to them.
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