No One Can Rightly Call His Garden

Is Life Worth Living? Yes, So Long As Spring Revives The Year, And Hails Us With The Cuckoo's Song, To Show That She Is Here.

Tis True Among Fields And Woods I Sing, Aloof From Cities--that My Poor Strains Were Born, Like The Simple Flowers You Bring, In English Meadows And English Lanes.

The Bright Incarnate Spirit Of The Morn.

There Is No Gardening Without Humility

Alfred Austin Said, "show Me Your Garden And I Shall Tell You What You Are."