Cherry Walk and Lawn 



have life split up, ticketed, priced, labelled, sold as 

 a bargain and tucked away in a secret drawer. 



I have bullied Jane into meekness, but she is 

 growing more and more Victorian, like a little 

 feminine Nineteenth Century that has walked from 

 an ugly place of worship into a garden, and, in a 

 frightened sort of way, announced herself as the 

 Twentieth. 



However that may be, here she is in my garden, 

 and she has to see it all and to get the spirit of 

 it into her veins, before she is allowed to go out 

 into the world again. She shall live through the 

 life of the garden, from snowdrops and crocuses to 

 autumn lilies and Michaelmas daisies ; she shall see 

 the trees come to life, feel the sap coursing through 

 them, follow them putting forth leaves, flowers 

 and fruit ; she shall eat the apple in my garden, 

 and learn the wisdom of earth and sky, and so 

 with a vision of what will be in the garden, she 

 shall go back over the hills to be swallowed up by 

 the world, and there she shall plant seeds that will 

 one day bring forth fruit an hundredfold. 



The great use of happiness is to make others 

 happy. It is Shelley's " Sensitive Plant " : 



" Which scattered love, as stars do .light, 

 [Found sadness, where it left delight. . . ." 



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