tT IN HEAVEN IS REST U 



Here may I live what life I please, 

 Married and buried out of sight, 



Married to pleasure, and buried to pain, 

 Hidden away amongst scenes like these, 

 Under the fans of the chestnut trees; 



Living my child-life over again, 

 With the further hope of a fallen delight, 

 Blithe as the birds and wise as the bees. 



In green old gardens, hidden away 



From sight of revel and sound of strife, 

 Here have I leisure to breathe and move, 

 And to do my work in a nobler way ; 

 To sing my songs, and to say my say; 



To dream my dreams, and to love my love; 

 To hold my faith, and to live my life, 

 Making the most of its shadowy day. 



VIOLET FANE. 



Shut Out 



The door was shut, I looked between 

 Its iron bars; and saw it lie, 

 My garden, mine, beneath the sky, 



Pied with all flowers bedewed and green. 



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