A Garden in Venice _Dorothy Frances Gurney_ 209
In a Garden of Granada _Thomas Walsh_ 210
Amiel's Garden _Gertrude Huntington McGiffert_ 211
The Garden at Bemerton _Lizette Woodworth Reese_ 212
"Grandmother's gathering boneset" _Edith M. Thomas_ 216
A Breath of Mint _Grace Hazard Conkling_ 217
A Seller of Herbs _Lizette Woodworth Reese_ 218
Dawn in my Garden _Marguerite Wilkinson_ 221
The Proud Vegetables _Mary McNeil Fenollosa_ 221
Thoughts fer the Discuraged Farmer _James Whitcomb Riley_ 225
Spring Patchwork _Abbie Farwell Brown_ 231
Rain in the Night _Amelia Josephine Burr_ 235
A Little Girl's Songs--I, Spring Song; II, Velvets (By a Bed of Pansies) _Hilda Conkling_ (_six years old_) 236
When Swallows Build _Catherine Parmenter_ (_eleven years old_) 238
If I could dig like a Rabbit _Rose Strong Hubbell_ 239
Over the Garden Wall _Emily Selinger_ 243
The Flowerphone _Abbie Farwell Brown_ 244
The Faithless Flowers _Margaret Widdemer_ 245
The Flower-School _Rabindranath Tagore_ 246
If I were a Fairy _Charles Buxton Going_ 249
The Scissors-Man _Grace Hazard Conkling_ 250
"The Lord God planted a garden" _Dorothy Frances Gurney_ 255
Flowers in the Dark _Sarah Orne Jewett_ 263
The Child in the Garden _Henry van Dyke_ 265
A Wonder Garden _Frederic A. Whiting_ 266
From a Car-Window _Ruth Guthrie Harding_ 267
Song of the Weary Traveller _Blanche Shoemaker Wagstaff_ 267
Herb of Grace _Amelia Josephine Burr_ 270
Before Mary of Magdala came _Edwin Markham_ 270
Conscience _Margaret Steele Anderson_ 273
For These _Edward Thomas_ (_Edward Eastaway_) 276
"Lord, I ask a Garden" _R. Arevalo Martinez_ 279
"Vestured and veiled with twilight" _Rosamund Marriott Watson_ 282
The Philosopher's Garden _John Oxenham_ 285
_Grasshopper, your fairy song And my poem alike belong To the deep and silent earth From which all poetry has birth; All we say and all we sing Is but as the murmuring Of that drowsy heart of hers When from her deep dream she stirs: If we sorrow, or rejoice, You and I are but her voice._
_Deftly does the dust express In mind her hidden loveliness, And from her cool silence stream The cricket's cry and Dante's dream: For the earth that breeds the trees Breeds cities too, and symphonies, Equally her beauty flows Into a savior or a rose._