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On the raised centre many flower pots were neatly arranged once: they stand in orderly lines, but each separate one is broken: none contain flowers any more, but only grass. And the glass of the greenhouse lies there in showers, all grey. No one has tidied anything up there for years. ON THE RAISED CENTER MANY FLOWER POTS WERE NEATLY ARRANGED ONCE THEY STAND IN ORDERLY LINES BUT EACH SEPARATE ONE IS BROKEN NONE CONTAIN FLOWERS ANY MORE BUT ONLY GRASS AND THE GLASS OF THE GREENHOUSE LIES THERE IN SHOWERS ALL GREY NO ONE HAS TIDIED ANYTHING UP THERE FOR YEARS
tles; their pipes lay all about, shattered and riddled through. Branches of rose break up through the myriad nettles, but only to be seized and choked by columbine. A late moth looks for flowers not quite in vain. It hovers on wing-beats that are invisibly swift by its lonely autumn flower, then darts away over the desolation which is no desolation to a moth: man has destroyed man; nature comes back; it is well: that must be the brief philosophy of myriads of tiny things whose way of life one seldom considered before; now that man's cities are down, now that ruin and misery confront us whichever way we turn, one notices more the small things that are left. One of the greenhouses is almost all gone, a tumbled mass that might be a piece of Babylon, if archæologists should come to study it. But it is too sad to study, too untidy to have any interest, and, alas, too common: there are hundreds of miles of this. The other greenhouse, a sad, ungainly skeleton, is possessed by grass and weeds.  HOUSES STOOD SURROUNDED BY NETTLES THEIR PIPES LAY ALL ABOUT SHATTERED AND RIDDLED THROUGH BRANCHES OF ROSE BREAK UP THROUGH THE MYRIAD NETTLES BUT ONLY TO BE SEIZED AND CHOKED BY COLUMBINE A LATE MOTH LOOKS FOR FLOWERS NOT QUITE IN VAIN IT HOVERS ON WING BEATS THAT ARE INVISIBLY SWIFT BY ITS LONELY AUTUMN FLOWER THEN DARTS AWAY OVER THE DESOLATION WHICH IS NO DESOLATION TO A MOTH MAN HAS DESTROYED MAN NATURE COMES BACK IT IS WELL THAT MUST BE BRIEF PHILOSOPHY OF MYRIADS OF TINY THINGS WHOSE WAY OF LIFE ONE SELDOM CONSIDERED BEFORE NOW THAT MAN'S CITIES ARE DOWN NOW THAT RUIN AND MISERY CONFRONT US WHICHEVER WAY WE TURN ONE NOTICES MORE THE SMALL THINGS THAT ARE LEFT ONE OF THE GREENHOUSES IS ALMOST ALL GONE A TUMBLED MASS THAT MIGHT BE A PIECE OF BABYLON IF ARCHAEOLOGIST SHOULD COME TO STUDY IT BUT IT IS TOO SAD TO STUDY TOO UNTIDY TO HAVE ANY INTEREST AND ALAS TOO COMMON THERE ARE HUNDREDS OF MILES OF THIS THE OTHER GREEN HOUSE A SAD UNGAINLY SKELETON IS POSSESSED BY GRASS AND WEEDS
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