Brown and furry Caterpillar in a hurry, Take your walk To the shady leaf, or stalk, Or what not,

She stares the livelong day; Her wig of gold is stiff and cold And cannot change to grey.

When a mounting skylark sings In the sunlit summer morn, I know that heaven is up on high, And on earth are fields of corn. But when a nightingale sings

Crimson curtains round my mother’s… Silken soft as may be; Cool white curtains round about my… For I am but a baby.

The peacock has a score of eyes, With which he cannot see; The cod—fish has a silent sound, However that may be; No dandelions tell the time,

Pardon the faults in me, For the love of years ago: Good—bye. I must drift across the sea, I must sink into the snow,

I dug and dug amongst the snow, And thought the flowers would neve… I dug and dug amongst the sand, And still no green thing came to h… Melt, O snow! the warm winds blow

Swift and sure the swallow, Slow and sure the snail: Slow and sure may miss his way, Swift and sure may fail.

Too late for love, too late for jo… Too late, too late! You loiter’d on the road too long, You trifled at the gate: The enchanted dove upon her branch

The lily has a smooth stalk, Will never hurt your hand; But the rose upon her briar Is lady of the land. There’s sweetness in an apple tree…

Blind from my birth, Where flowers are springing I sit on earth All dark. Hark! hark!

I planted a hand And there came up a palm, I planted a heart And there came up balm. Then I planted a wish,

In the meadow —what in the meadow? Bluebells, buttercups, meadowsweet… And fairy rings for the children’s… In the meadow. In the garden —what in the garden?