Herb Robert.
(Geranium Robertianum.)
A pretty little flower to court my eye,
One many all unheedingly pass by—
A sort of wild geranium I ween,
Y-cleped Herb Robert. Spring and Summer through 5
We may delight to see its deep pink flowers;
For Nature all her largess freely showers
So that each lane and hedgerow all can show
Their rights of beauty. If this flower was rare,
And needed careful tending and the heat 10
Of yonder hot-house, and it was a feat
To raise the plant taxing the gardener’s care;
How would Herb Robert then be in esteem,
Which because free to all is now despised I deem.
George Markham Tweddell
[Sonnets on Trees and Flowers, p. 36]
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