English poem
V
by R. D. Blackmore (1825–1900)
Although, in all that garden fair, Whate'er delight abode, or grew, Flowers, and trees, and balmy air, Fountains, and birds, and heaven blue Beyond compare:
In her their various charms had met, And grown more varied by combining, As budded plants do give and get, Each inmate doubling while resigning His several debt:
And yet she nursed one joy, above Her thousand charms, nor bora of them, But blooming on a single stem-- Her true faith in her love.