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see three or four of these poppies in full bloom 

 among the white mist of gypsophila, either single 

 or double, the oat-green of the poppy leaves 

 below, is to see something more delicately beauti- 

 ful than often occurs in gardens. Many packets 

 of the seed of my poppy are always in readiness, 

 as I have a superabundance of the same; and if 

 ten people read these words, and if, peradven- 

 ture, there be ten gardeners with vision to see 

 through the veil of these sentences the rose-pink 

 beauty of this flower, let them ask for a bit of 

 this seed, for it is theirs for the asking ! 



The love of flowers brings surely with it the 

 love of all the green world. For love of flowers 

 every blooming square in cottage gardens seen 

 from the flying windows of the train has its true 

 and touching message for the traveller; every 

 bush and tree in nearer field and farther wood 

 becomes an object of delight and stirs delightful 

 thought. When I see a rhubarb plant in a small 

 rural garden, I respect the man, or more generally 

 the woman, who placed it there. If my eye lights 

 upon the carefully tended peony held up by a bar- 

 rel hoop, the round group of an old dicentra, the 

 fine upstanding single plant of iris, at once I ex- 

 perience the warmest feeling of friendliness for 



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