Richard Aldington

I HAVE sat here happy in the gardens,

Watching the still pool and the reeds

And the dark clouds

Which the wind of the upper air

Tore like the green leafy boughs

Of the divers-hued trees of late summer;

But though I greatly delight

In these and the water-lilies,

That which sets me nighest to weeping

Is the rose and white color of the smooth flag-stones,

And the pale yellow grasses

Among them.