| Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875. |
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| W. Wordsworth |
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| CCLI. The Reverie of Poor Susan |
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| AT the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears, | |
| Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years: | |
| Poor Susan has pass'd by the spot, and has heard | |
| In the silence of morning the song of the bird. | |
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| 'Tis a note of enchantment: what ails her? She sees | 5 |
| A mountain ascending, a vision of trees; | |
| Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide, | |
| And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside. | |
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| Green pastures she views in the midst of the dale | |
| Down which she so often has tripp'd with her pail; | 10 |
| And a single small cottage, a nest like a dove's, | |
| The one only dwelling on earth that she loves. | |
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| She looks, and her heart is in heaven: but they fade, | |
| The mist and the river, the hill and the shade; | |
| The stream will not flow, and the hill will not rise, | 15 |
| And the colours have all pass'd away from her eyes! | |
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