 | The Poems of Richard Watson Gilder |  |
“THE GRAY WALLS OF THE GARDEN”
The gray walls of the garden
Hold many and many a bloom;
A flame of red against the gray
Is lightning in the gloom.
Hold many and many a bloom;
A flame of red against the gray
Is lightning in the gloom.
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The gray walls of the garden
Hold grassy walks between
Bright beds of yellow blossoms,
Golden against the green.
Hold grassy walks between
Bright beds of yellow blossoms,
Golden against the green.
And in the roof of the arbor
Leaves woven through and through,—
Great grape leaves, making shadows,—
Shine green against the blue.
Leaves woven through and through,—
Great grape leaves, making shadows,—
Shine green against the blue.
And, O, in the August weather
What wonders new are seen!
Long beds of azure blossoms
Cool blue against the green.
What wonders new are seen!
Long beds of azure blossoms
Cool blue against the green.
The gray walls of the garden
Hold paths of pure delight,
And, in the emerald, blooms of pearl
Are white against the night.
Hold paths of pure delight,
And, in the emerald, blooms of pearl
Are white against the night.
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