Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.
By James HerbertMorse797 The Wayside
T
Ay, not a few—
Where the affections grow,
And noble days
Distil a gentle praise
That, as cool dew,
Or aromatic gums
Within a bower,
In after-times becomes
A calm, perennial dower.
These lend a grace,
Flashing a glad assent
To sweet desire.
All their interior choir
The woodlands place
At service to command;
Man need not know,
In such a favored land,
The ways that proud folk go.
Dear heart of mine,
When riches press too near
Outside, and we,
To live unfettered, flee
The great and fine,
And hide our little home
In some deep grove,
Where they alone may come
Who only come for love.