I haven't told my garden yet
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I haven't told my garden yet -- Lest that should conquer me. I haven't quite the strength now To break it to the Bee -- I will not name it in the street For shops would stare at me -- That one so shy -- so ignorant Should have the face to die. The hillsides must not know it -- Where I have rambled so -- Nor tell the loving forests The day that I shall go -- Nor lisp it at the table -- Nor heedless by the way Hint that within the Riddle One will walk today -- |
