Child's Garden of Verses (Version 3)

<h2><SPAN name="NIGHT_AND_DAY" id="NIGHT_AND_DAY"></SPAN>NIGHT AND DAY</h2> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">When the golden day is done,<br/></span> <span class="i14">Through the closing portal,<br/></span> <span class="i12">Child and garden, flower and sun,<br/></span> <span class="i14">Vanish all things mortal.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">As the blinding showers fall,<br/></span> <span class="i14">As the rays diminish,<br/></span> <span class="i12">Under evening's cloak they all<br/></span> <span class="i14">Roll away and vanish.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">Garden darkened, daisy shut,<br/></span> <span class="i14">Child in bed, they slumber&mdash;<br/></span> <span class="i12">Glow-worm in the highway rut,<br/></span> <span class="i14">Mice among the lumber.<br/></span> <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[85]</SPAN></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">In the darkness houses shine,<br/></span> <span class="i14">Parents move with candles<br/></span> <span class="i12">Till on all, the night divine<br/></span> <span class="i14">Turns the bedroom handles.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">Till at last the day begins<br/></span> <span class="i14">In the east a-breaking,<br/></span> <span class="i12">In the hedges and the whins<br/></span> <span class="i14">Sleeping birds a-waking.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">In the darkness shapes of things,<br/></span> <span class="i14">Houses, trees and hedges,<br/></span> <span class="i12">Clearer grow; and sparrow's wings<br/></span> <span class="i14">Beat on window ledges.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">These shall wake the yawning maid,<br/></span> <span class="i14">She the door shall open&mdash;<br/></span> <span class="i12">Finding dew on garden glade<br/></span> <span class="i14">And the morning broken.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">There my garden grows again<br/></span> <span class="i14">Green and rosy painted,<br/></span> <span class="i12">As at eve behind the pane<br/></span> <span class="i14">From my eyes it fainted.<br/></span> <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[86]</SPAN></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">Just as it was shut away,<br/></span> <span class="i14">Toy-like, in the even,<br/></span> <span class="i12">Here I see it glow with day<br/></span> <span class="i14">Under glowing heaven.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">Every path and every plot,<br/></span> <span class="i14">Every bush of roses,<br/></span> <span class="i12">Every blue forget-me-not<br/></span> <span class="i14">Where the dew reposes.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">'Up! they cry, 'the day is come<br/></span> <span class="i14">On the smiling valleys;<br/></span> <span class="i12">We have beat the morning drum;<br/></span> <span class="i14">Playmate, join your allies!'<br/></span></div> </div> <p>&nbsp;</p> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/image_018.jpg" width-obs="150" height-obs="253" alt="Illustration" /></div> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[87]</SPAN></span></p> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/image_066.jpg" width-obs="200" height-obs="187" alt="Illustration" /></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />