The Night Garden Poem by john thomas

Come see my precious garden grow,
There Foxglove, Ergot and Savin blow
And Hemlock and the Sea-Squill white –
Do bloom and grow for my delight.

See Monks-Hood, Wolf-Bane and Gratiole
For the do fill each gap and hole,
And one can not but chance to hap’ –
Upon that Deadly Nightshade sap!

There’s tubs of Henbane; Figwort too
And see the Buckthorn buds; O do!
There’s Paris-Herb, Asarabacca bright
O taste them all…..And say Goodnight!