Afternoon

<SPAN name="XXI"></SPAN>XXI<br/> <br/> <br/> Within the garden there is healthfulness.<br/> <br/> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Lavishly it gives it us</span><br/> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">In light that cleaves</span><br/> To every movement of its thousand hands<br/> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Of palms and leaves.</span><br/> <br/> And the good shade where it accepts,<br/> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">After long journeyings,</span><br/> <span style="margin-left: 3em;">Our steps,</span><br/> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Pours on the weary limb</span><br/> A force of life and sweetness like<br/> <span style="margin-left: 3em;">Its mosses dim.</span><br/> <br/> When the lake is playing with the wind and sun,<br/> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">It seems a crimson heart</span><br/> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Within, all ardent, has begun</span><br/> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">To throb with the moving wave;</span><br/> The gladiolus and the fervent rose,<br/> Which in their splendour move unshadowèd,<br/> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Upon their vital stems expose</span><br/> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Their cups of gold and red.</span><br/> <br/> Within the garden there is healthfulness.<br/> <br/> <br/> <br/> <br/> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />