From that day in the Kissing Garden

  Fell not hail, or rain, or any snow,

  Nor ever wind blew loudly; but it lies

  Deep-meadow’d, happy, fair with orchard

  lawns And bowery hollows crown’d with summer seas.

  THE END

 

 

  Charlotte Bingham, The Kissing Garden

 

 

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