Poems (Radford)/Outside the Hedge of Roses
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XIII
Outside the hedge of roses That walls my garden round,And many a flower encloses, Lies fresh unfurrowed ground.
I have not delved nor planted In that strange land, nor comeTo sow, in soil enchanted, Fresh promises of bloom,
My labours all have ended Within my fragrant wall,The blossoms I have tended Have grown so sweet and tall.
But now in silver showers Your laughter falls on me,And fairer than all flowers Your flower-face I see.
And, bound no more by roses, I break my barrier through,And leave all it encloses, Dear one, to follow you.