You See Merry Phillis Poem by Kate Greenaway

YOU see, merry Phillis, that dear little maid,
Has invited Belinda to tea;
Her nice little garden is shaded by trees -
What pleasanter place could there be?

There's a cake full of plums, there are strawberries too,
And the table is set on the green;
I'm fond of a carpet all daisies and grass -
Could a prettier picture be seen?

A blackbird (yes blackbirds delight in warm weather,)
Is flitting from yonder high spray;
He sees the two little ones talking together -
No wonder the blackbirds gay!