Of Brussels it Was Not

Of Brussels it was not Of Kidderminster? Nay The Winds did buy it of the Woods They sold it unto me It was a gentle price The poorest could afford It was within the frugal purse Of Beggar or of Bird Of small and spicy Yards In hue a mellow Dun Of Sunshine and of Sere Composed But, principally of Sun The Wind unrolled it fast And spread it on the Ground Upholsterer of the Pines is He Upholsterer of the Pond