Gardeners produce flowers that are delicious dreams, and others too that are like nightmares.
The Captive & The FugitiveHe sees passion in her gray eyes, and it scares him as all passion scares him, his own included.
The Constant GardenerBut glad to have sat under Thunder and rain with you, And grateful too For sunlight on the garden.
Collected Poems of Louis MacNeiceToday, girls,' said Miss Renshaw, 'we shall go out into the beautiful Gardens and think about death.
The Golden Day