Two Gardens

Two Gardens see! this of enchanted flowers,

Strange to the eye, and more than earthly sweet;

Small rivulets running, song re-echoing bowers:

And green walled pathways which, ere parting, meet;

And there a lion like sun in heaven's delight

Breathes plenitude from day spring to the night.

The other: walls obscure and chases of trees,

Ilex and yew, and dream-enticing dark,

Hid pools, moths, creeping odours, silentness,

Luna its deity, and its watchword, Hark! Hark

A still and starry mystery, wherein move

Phantoms of ageless wonder and of love.

Two gardens for two children in one mind:

But ah, how seldom open now their gates I find!