Appropriate verses on an Elegant Landscape

The fields were upholstered with poppies so red,
 * And black as my hat was each rook;

And the hedges were bordered, like quilts on a bed,
 * With the bombazine braid of the brook.

And I thought to myself, with an auctioneer's smirk.
 * As I gazed on the freehold so rare:

'O Lord, if on Earth these chaste shows are they work.
 * Of what is the Kingdom up there?'