'In the door-yard fronting an old farm-house near the
- white-wash'd palings,
Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped
- leaves of rich green,
With many a pointed blossom rising delicate, with the
- perfume strong I love,
With every leaf a miracle - and from this bush in the
- door-yard
With delicate-color'd blossoms and heart-shaped leaves
- of rich green,
A sprig with its flower I break'
(p.329.38)