text: I have sat here happy in the gardens,
  Watching the still pool and the reeds
  And the dark clouds
  Which the wind of the upper air
  Tore like the green leafy boughs
  Of the divers-hued trees of late summer;
  But though I greatly delight
  In these and the water-lilies,
  That which sets me nighest to weeping
  Is the rose and white color of the smooth flag-stones,
  And the pale yellow grasses
  Among them.