From "Collected Poems of Rupert Brooke". Reprinted by permission of McClelland & Stewart, Ltd., Publishers, Toronto, and of the Executor of the Author, and Sidgwick & Jackson, Ltd., London, England

IN A BELGIAN GARDEN

Once in a Belgian garden,

(Ah, many months ago!)

I saw, like pale Madonnas,

The tall, white lilies blow.

Great poplars swayed and trembled

Afar against the sky,

And green with flags and rushes,