We Will Make, My Diana, a Fruitful Garden

Poem by Théodore Agrippa D'Aubigné Period 16th century

We will make, my Diana, a fruitful garden:
I will be its plowman, you lady and guardian.
You will give the field, I will supply the toil,
So that its honor be shared between us two.

The flowers with which this flowerbed will delight our eyes
Will be flourishing verses, their subjects are the seed,
My eyes will water them and be their fountain.
It will have for zephyrs my amorous sighs.

You will see mingled there a thousand blossomed beauties,
Marigolds, carnations and lilies, roses without thorns,
Columbine and pansy, and you will be able to choose there

Sweet fruits of duration, after flowers of waiting,
And then we will divide the income at your choice:
To me all the toil, and to you the pleasure.

Théodore Agrippa d’Aubigné

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