Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948). The Second Book of Modern Verse. 1922.
Song
I
So shimmering fine it is and fair,
With stitches set in even rows,
I make my shroud, but no one knows.
Humming a little wandering air,
I make my shroud and no one knows,
So shimmering fine it is and fair.