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Title: A Floral Fantasy in an Old English Garden

Author: Walter Crane

Release Date: February 2, 2008 [EBook #24485]

Language: English

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A FLORAL FANTASY IN AN OLD ENGLISH GARDEN

BY WALTER CRANE

NEW YORK & LONDON HARPER AND BROTHERS

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A FLORAL FANTASY IN AN OLD ENGLISH GARDEN

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SET FORTH IN
VERSES & COLOURED
DESIGNS
BY
WALTER CRANE

LONDON: AT THE
HOUSE OF HARPER
AND BROTHERS:
1899

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THE OLD ENGLISH GARDEN

A FLORAL PHANTASY

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In an old world garden dreaming,
Where the flowers had human names,
Methought, in fantastic seeming,
They disported as squires and dames.

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Of old in Rosamond's Bower,
With it's peacock hedges of yew,
One could never find the flower
Unless one was given the clue;
So take the key of the wicket,
Who would follow my fancy free,
By formal knot and clipt thicket,
And smooth greensward so fair to see

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And while Time his scythe is whetting,
Ere the dew from the grass has gone,

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The Four Seasons' flight forgetting,
As they dance round the dial stone;

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With a leaf from an old English book,
A Jonquil will serve for a pen.

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Let us note from the green arbour's nook,
Flowers masking like women and men.

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FIRST in VENUS'S LOOKING GLASS,
You may see where LOVE LIES BLEEDING,

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While PRETTY MAIDS all of them pass
With careless hearts quite unheeding.

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Next, a knight with his flaming targe
See the DENT-DE-LION so bold
With his feathery crest at large,
On a field of the cloth of gold.