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THE WASTE GARDEN
In
a garden I had planted (my heart, I say, my garden)
A lily-flower of Eden so delicately fair,
That when I first beheld it I knelt and wept for pardon
To God who had created a loveliness so rare.
A lily-flower of Eden so delicately fair,
That when I first beheld it I knelt and wept for pardon
To God who had created a loveliness so rare.
A wind of desolation has wasted all my garden,
(My heart, I say, my garden) and where the lily shone
Is a phantom black and evil. What wonder if I harden
My heart, or leave it fallow and let the weeds grow on?
(My heart, I say, my garden) and where the lily shone
Is a phantom black and evil. What wonder if I harden
My heart, or leave it fallow and let the weeds grow on?
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