Allthesemybannersbe

All these my banners be.

I sow my pageantry

In May --

It rises train by train --

Then sleeps in state again --

My chancel -- all the plain

Today.

To lose -- if one can find again --

To miss -- if one shall meet --

The Burglar cannot rob -- then --

The Broker cannot cheat.

So build the hillocks gaily

Thou little spade of mine

Leaving nooks for Daisy

And for Columbine --

You and I the secret

Of the Crocus know --

Let us chant it softly --

There is no more snow!

To him who keeps an Orchis heart --

The swamps are pink with June.