Here tulips bloom as they are told; Unkempt about those hedges blows An English unofficial rose.
The commonplace needs no defence,Dullness is in the critic’s eyes,Without a licence life evolvesFrom some dim phase its own surprise;Under these yellow-twinkling elms,Behind these hedges trimly shorn,As in a stable once, so hereIt may be born, it may be born.william plomer
As through the verdant maze Of sweetbriar hedges I pursue my walk; Or taste the smell of dairy.james thomson
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