Two Gardens see! this of enchanted flowers,
Strange to the eye, and more than earthly sweet;
Small rivulets running, song re-echoing bowers:
And green walled pathways which, ere parting, meet;
And there a lion like sun in heaven's delight
Breathes plenitude from day spring to the night.

The other: walls obscure and chases of trees,
Ilex and yew, and dream-enticing dark,
Hid pools, moths, creeping odours, silentness,
Luna its deity, and its watchword, Hark! Hark
A still and starry mystery, wherein move
Phantoms of ageless wonder and of love.

Two gardens for two children in one mind:
But ah, how seldom open now their gates I find!