SWEET LAVENDER
"Lavender," by an anonymous authorprobably (says a reviewer), Sir Owen Seaman himself —in "Punch":— Gray walls that lichen stains. That take the sun and the rains, Old, stately, and wise; Clipt yews, old lawns flag-borderod, In ancient ways yet ordered; South walks where the loud beo plies Daylong till Summer fliesHere grows Lavender, here breathes England. Gay cottage gardens, glad, Comely, unkempt, and mad, Jumbled, jolly, and quaint; Nooks where some old man dozes; Currants and beans and loses Mingling without restraint; A wicket that long lacks paintHere grows Lavender, here breathes England. Sprawling for elbow-room, Spearing straight spikes of bloom, Clean, wayward, and tough; Sweet and tall and slender, True, enduring, and tender, Buoyant and bold and bluff, Simplest, sanest of stuffThus grows Lavender, thence breathes England.
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Dominion, Volume 10, Issue 3174, 27 August 1917, Page 4
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130SWEET LAVENDER Dominion, Volume 10, Issue 3174, 27 August 1917, Page 4
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