BUNCHES OF GRAPES

By Walter de la Mare

“Bunches of grapes,” says Timothy;

“Pomegranates pink,” says Elaine;

“A junket of cream and a cranberry tart

For me,” says Jane.

“Love-in-a-mist,” says Timothy;

“Primroses pale,” says Elaine;

“A nosegay of pinks and mignonette

For me,” says Jane.

“Chariots of gold,” says Timothy;

“Silvery wings,” says Elaine;

“A bumpity ride in a waggon of hay

For me,” says Jane.