Thou wilt not fail or falter
But bend thee to the task—
A boiled sheep's head on Sunday
Is all the boon I ask!"
In France, cabbage is much used in soup.
"Ha, what is this that rises to my touch
So like a cushion—can it be a cabbage?
It is, it is, that deeply inspired flower
Which boys do flout us with, but yet—I love thee,
Thou giant rose, wrapped in a green surtout.