| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 1257. A Holiday |
| | | By Lizette Woodworth Reese |
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| ALONG the pastoral ways I go, | |
| To get the healing of the trees, | |
| The ghostly news the hedges know; | |
| To hive me honey like the bees, | |
| Against the time of snow. | 5 |
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| The common hawthorn that I see, | |
| Beside the sunken wall astir, | |
| Or any other blossoming tree, | |
| Is each God’s fair white gospeller, | |
| His book upon the knee. | 10 |
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| A gust-broken bough; a pilfered nest; | |
| Rumors of orchard or of bin; | |
| The thrifty things of east and west,— | |
| The countryside becomes my Inn, | |
| And I its happy guest. | 15 |
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