The Tuft of Flowers Quotes

I looked for him behind an isle of trees; I listened for his whetstone on the breeze. But he had gone his way, the grass all mown, And I must be, as he had been,—alone, (5-8)

The butterfly and I had lit upon, Nevertheless, a message from the dawn, (31-32)

I went to turn the grass once after one Who mowed it in the dew before the sun. (1-2)