As I walked

through the garden dew

'tween clipped box and shapely yew,

'tween hard hornbeam and

'tween friends

a perfect peace descends

 

As I walked

from the round green room

past dusky shade and roses' bloom,

past shapely hedge and

past huge urns

the garden quiet returns

 

As I walked

in the lakeside glory

to the enchanted terrace torri,

to the white rose garden and

to its frogs' cascades

the warm day's delight pervades

 

As I walked

in front of golden Artaban

its Roman chapel its courtesan,

its white rose guardian and

its yard entrée

a zephyr breath holds sway

 

And as I walked

the hornbeam alleys

through trees creating silent ballets,

through topiary shapes and

through hedges dense

my love brings joy to every sense