Virginia Stocks
Lilac and lavender and hoarfrost white,
My border waves its colour to the sun.
Virginia stocks grow low, but everyone
Gives all her colour to the questing light.
Not one that finds the day's demand amiss
For gold or silver that she has to spend.
The white spreads all her white: her rosier friend
Shows even the petal where the canker is.
The lily's ignorant white is glad of cheer,
But these are high of courage, glad are these
Against all changes of the changing year,
Untempered sun or overshadowing trees.