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To K Wigram	A
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Sheltered when the rain blew over the hills it was	B
Sunny all day when the days of summer were long	C
Beyond all rumour of labouring towns it was	B
But at dawn and evening its trees were noisy with song	C
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There were four elms on the southward lawn standing	D
Their great trunks evenly set in a square	E
Of shadowed grass in spring pierced with crocuses	F
And their tops met high in the empty air	E
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Where the morning rose the grey church was below us	G
If we stood by the porch we saw on either hand	H
The ground falling the trees falling and meadows	I
A river hamlets and spires a chequered land	H
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A wide country where cloud shadows went chasing	D
Mile after mile diminishing fast until	J
They met the far blue downs but round the corner	K
The western garden lay lonely under the hill	J
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And closed in the western garden under the hillside	L
Where silence was and the rest of the world was gone	M
We saw and took the curving year's munificence	I
Changing from flower to flower the garden shone	N
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Early its walks were fringed with little rock plants	I
Sprays and tufts of blossom white yellow and blue	O
And all about were sprinkled stars of narcissus	I
And swathes of tulips all over the garden grew	O
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White groups and pink red crimson and lemon yellow	P
And the yellow and red streaked tulips once loved by a boy	Q
Red and yellow their stiff and varnished petals	I
And the scent of them stings me still with a youthful joy	Q
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And in the season of perfect and frailest beauty	R
Pear blossom broke and the lilacs' waxen cones	I
And a tranced laburnum trailing its veils of yellow	P
Tenderly drooped over the ivied stones	I
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The lilacs browned a breath dried the laburnum	A
The swollen peonies scattered the earth with blood	S
And the rhododendrons shed their sumptuous mantles	I
And the marshalled irises unsceptred stood	T
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And the borders filled with daisies and pied sweet williams	I
And busy pansies and there as we gazed and dreamed	U
And breathed the swooning smell of the packed carnations	I
The present was always the crown of all it seemed	U
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Each month more beautiful sprang from a robe discarded	V
The year all effortless dropt the best away	W
And struck the heart with loveliness new more lavish	X
When the clambering rose had blown and died by day	W
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The broad leaved tapering many shielded hollyhocks	I
Stood like pillars and shone to the August sun	Y
The glimmering cups of waking evening primroses	I
Filled the dusk now the scent of the rose was done	Y
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A wall there was and a door to the rose garden	Y
And out of that a gate to the orchard led	Z
And there was the last hedge and the turf sloped upward	A2
Till the sky was cut by the hill's line overhead	Z
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And thither at times we climbed and far below us	I
That world that had made the world remote was seen	B2
Small a huddle of russet roofs and chimneys	I
And its guard of elms like bushes against the green	B2
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One spot in the country little and mild and homely	R
The nearest house of a wide populous plain	C2
But down at evening under the stars and the branches	I
In the whispering garden we lost the world again	D2
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Whispering faint the garden under the hillside	L
Under the stars Is it true that we lived there long	C
Was it certainly so Did ever we know that dwelling	D
Breathe that night and hear in the night that song	C

John Collings Squire, Sir

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