Poem by Katherine Mansfield

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Out in the garden,
Out in the windy, swinging dark,
Under the trees and over the flower-beds,
Over the grass and under the hedge border,
Someone is sweeping, sweeping,
Some old gardener.
Out in the windy, swinging dark,
Someone is secretly putting in order,
Someone is creeping, creeping.

1. A New Hymn
2. Night-Scented Stock
3. Now I Am a Plant, a Weed
4. The Secret
5. Very Early Spring

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