Many flowers have showed up so I am catching up with a few extra posts.
Sweet William (Dianthus barbatus) is a favorite that we have newly planted
from seed in the front garden. It takes two years for it to bloom so these seeds
were planted last year.
As you can see it has taken off.
Its florets are magnificent.
Sweet William
Flower of the homely but poetic name,
Loved by our fathers' fathers long ago,
Unchanging beauty thou hast yet to show,
A beauty ever fresh and yet the same,-
Here a deep crimson, here a scarlet flame,
Here a soft pink, and here a white like snow,
Setting this border's margin in a glow
Of colour that no lordlier flower can shame.
Whence came thy title? Is it wrong to dream
That Shakespeare loved thee in the olden days,
And in a garden bordering Avon's stream
Honoured thy beauty with a word of praise,
And some good friend of flowers and poesy
Bestowed this title upon him and thee?
Loved by our fathers' fathers long ago,
Unchanging beauty thou hast yet to show,
A beauty ever fresh and yet the same,-
Here a deep crimson, here a scarlet flame,
Here a soft pink, and here a white like snow,
Setting this border's margin in a glow
Of colour that no lordlier flower can shame.
Whence came thy title? Is it wrong to dream
That Shakespeare loved thee in the olden days,
And in a garden bordering Avon's stream
Honoured thy beauty with a word of praise,
And some good friend of flowers and poesy
Bestowed this title upon him and thee?
Robert Henry Forster
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