Ground Ivy.
(Glechoma hederacy.)
Flora adorns our paths where’er we tread,
Insect to men. Pleasances that never pall
Freely for all with life are widely spread.
See the Wild Ivy, Run-along-the-Ground, 5
Ale-hoof, or Tun-hoof, (by such names we call
The pretty creeper,) once in cot and hall
Prized for its power to make the ailing sound,
And erst by brewers to improve their ale.
Its leaves of kindney[1] shape, and purple flowers 10
Peeping from their square stem, to me are wooers
To love their modest beauty; and I hail
The humblest Wildflower in my walks I meet
As old friend whom I rejoice to greet.
George Markham Tweddell
[Sonnets on Trees and Flowers, p. 60]
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