by Eileen Carfrae (flourished c1914)

Covent Garden
Language: English 
I know a place in London where the country comes to town.
Any morning up till nine
You may share the joy that's mine,
And the spoils of Surrey meadow and of lonely Sussex down
You may buy at Covent Garden in the morning.

Should it happen with young April that you tread the primrose way,
You may even come across
Green and goldenfronded moss,
Oh, the loveliest things in England may be picked up any day
For a song at Covent Garden in the morning!


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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 10
Word count: 86