My Beauteous Script Poem by Patience Worth

I know no script so true as a garden wall
With honeysuckle and heliotrope intertwined,
And elder flowers spread
In misty loveliness, and larkspur,
And wallflower, yea and stock and cowslip,
And tansy, and little tufts of pansies,
And knots of violets bordered along its base,
And over all, the sun
Spreading a golden mantle,
And the winds kissing. and shadows lurking.
And now and then a bird.
Shuttling through the vines, or spraying songs
Across the scentful spot.