IN A GARDENAlgernon Charles Swinburne
Baby, see the flowers!—Baby seesFairer things than these,Fairer though they be than dreams of ours.
Baby, hear the birds!—Baby knowsBetter songs than those,Sweeter though they sound than sweetest words.
Baby, see the moon!—Baby's eyesLaugh to watch it rise,Answering light with love and night with noon.
Baby, hear the sea!—Baby's faceTakes a graver grace,Touched with wonder what the sound may be.
Baby, see the star!—Baby's handOpens, warm and bland,Calm in claim of all things fair that are.
Baby, hear the bells!—Baby's head Bows,as ripe for bed,Now the flowers curl round and close their cells.
Baby, flower of light,Sleep, and seeBrighter dreams than we,Till good day shall smile away good night.