Sungleams Rondeaux and Sonnets. By the Rev. Richard Wilton |
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XLIII. ON A FERN-LEAF
Given to me at Aldworth, Haslemere, the Poet Laureate's Home.
Graceful memorial of a favoured hourSpent in the sylvan walks of Haslemere!
Dear art thou for thy beauty, but more dear
For thy green birthplace near a Poet's bower:
His wondrous touch can make a leaf or flower
More precious than a spray of gold appear;
And wayside ferns and hedgerow weeds that hear
His daily footsteps own the enchanter's power.
Lo, to his house the emulous leaves have flown,
And woven round its walls a garland fine
Of varied foliage, sculptured fair in stone.
But what strange blossoms with those leaves entwine?
“Glory to God” shines like a rose fresh-blown,
“Peace and goodwill” like fragrant eglantime!
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