1 1 noted that from side to side 

 The Garden was nigh broad as wide, 

 And every angle duly squared. 

 The careful planter had not spared 

 To set of every kind of tree. . . . 



Moreover, in this Garden rare 

 Grew many a tree familiar. 



And all around this pleasant close 

 Holly and Laurel and Holm arose, 

 With Yew and Hornbeam, fit, I trow, 

 For flitting shaft, and speeding bow ; 



But wherefore should I tell of more? 



For wearied would your heart be ere 



I numbered half that flourished there. 



But this I say, such skilful art 



Had planned the trees, that each apart 



Six fathoms stood, yet like a net 



The interlacing branches met, 



Through which no scorching rays could pass.'' 



The Romance of the Rose 



