Flowers gay and flowers stately bloom within my garden fair;
Languid lilies smile sedately, briar roses riot there;
Here a thoughtful pansy gently chides the laughing columbine,
Yearning jonquils innocently beckon clinging eglantine;
Asphodels bloom on regretting; and, the green leaves underspread,
Glowing ardent in their setting, poppies passionate and red --
      Drowsy poppies, flaming red.

Maidens gay and maidens stately wlak within my garden fair;
Sirens, white-robed, move sedately; laughing damsels frolic there.
Maidens, studious and witty, pate of books, of plays and art;
Saucy girls attrcative, pretty, prattle of affairs of heart.
And of all who grace my bower -- maidens carless, coy, high-bred,
There is one seductive flower glows luxurious in red --
      Dark-eyed Leilah, robed in red.

So to Blanche, a stately lily emblem of cold purity;
Petite Lulu, sweet and silly; myrtle, and a rose maybe;
Madeline, that was my true love; marigolds and asphodels;
Isobel that is my new love; pinks, and -- sometimes -- immortelles;
And for Leilah ardent, glowing, for her breast and for her head,
Poppies, indolent, are growing -- poppies passionate and red --
      Dark-eyed poppies, flaming red.

"D."
Critic, 7 September 1904, p19