HAD I the power that have the will, The enfeebled will - a modern curse -This book of mine should blossom still A perfect garden-ground of verse.
White placid marble gods should keep Good watch in every shadowy lawn;And from clean, easy-breathing sleep The birds should waken me at dawn.
- A fairy garden; - none the less Throughout these gracious paths of mine All day there should be free access For stricken hearts and lives that pine;And by the folded lawns all day -
No idle gods for such a land -
All active Love should take its way With active Labour hand in hand.
