Classic Poem

Art thou a colourist? Mark, how yon red
Poppy, and that bright patch of yellow bloom,
Cliff-borne above green depths and purply gloom,
Like spark and blaze on smiling darkness shed,
Give and take beauty! Mark, too, overhead,
How the rich verdure of this ancient tree,
And the deep purple of the bank, agree
To thrive in partnership! And while the bed
Of the clear stream, through tints of every hue,
Lifts its bath'd pebbles, lo! to brighten all,
The little harebell brings its bit of blue,
And is a gainer! happy to behold
Red blessing green, and purple gilding gold;
Of light and shade a marriage festival!