THE POOR MAN’S GARDEN. 7 
The rich man has his wall-fruits, 
And his delicious vines ; 
His fruit for every season ; 
His melons and his pines. 
The poor man has his gooseberries; 
His currants white and red; 
His apple and his damson tree, 
And a little strawberry-bed. | 
A happy man he thinks himself, 
A man that’s passing well,— 
To have some fruit for the children, 
And some besides to sell. 
Around the rich man’s trellised bower 
Gay, costly creepers run; 
The poor man has his scarlet-beans 
To screen him from the sun. 
And there before the little bench, 
O’ershadowed by the bower, 
Grow southern-wood and lemon-thyme, 
Sweet-pea and gilliflower ; 
