The espalier | Project Gutenberg

GREEN PASTURES

‘O, I could lean

And look for ever

At such a scene!—

And bless the Giver,

Who beauty gave, and best of all,

Sameness, unwearied and perpetual.

‘Let such a sight

Brim up my seeing,

And with delight

Renew my being,

Until the prospect calm and kind

Seem the reflection of my mind!’

Said t’other: ‘At most

This field you’re praising

Has but the boast

Of being good grazing.

You’re easy pleased if what you like

Best be a green field and a stone dyke.’