Stranica 257 [257]
HISTORVOt Tá RE RO REL NI TA
And as we proached fair Poplar Hall,
Beneath a poplar tree,
They were sitting all beneath its shade
And chatting merrilie.
Now welcomings on ev'ry side
Right cordially did greet,
And full glad in truth were we
Our fair young friends to meet.
We ate and drank and play’d and sung,
And walk’d about the grove,
Chatting of this thing then of that,
But wot not aught of love.
The morning come—and breakfast o’er,
And having bid good-bye,
They went with heavy hearts, I ween,
And many a heavy sigh.
Long live the girls of Cum’land Street,
And Hoggard, long live he,
And when he next invites them out
May I o’ the party be.
The large garden, which was used both for flowers and vege¬
tables, still has the original square central beds bound by long, nar¬
row borders on each side. Its dominant feature is a very beautiful
and unusual Persian lilac, which stands ten feet high and throws out
its graceful branches with a span of twelve feet from the ground
upward. |
And there are many roses of the old varieties at Poplar Hall.
But in the culture of roses, this garden has kept pace with the
times. Nearly all of the old-fashioned flowers bloom here at their
various seasons, but the lily of the valley, which has naturalized,
has spread about the garden in almost tropical luxuriance and is
easily the one flower thought of in connection with Poplar Hall.
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