| Alfred H. Miles, ed. Women Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | Sonnets: Night and Morning.
I. Night | | By Edith (Nesbit) Bland (1858–1924) |
| | | WHILE yet the woods were hardly more than brown, | |
| Filled with the stillness of the dying day | |
| The folds and farms and faint green pastures lay, | |
| And bells chimed softly from the gray-walled town. | |
| The dark fields with the corn and poppies sown, | 5 |
| The dark delicious dreamy forest way, | |
| The hope of April for the soul of May— | |
| On all of these night’s wide soft wings swept down. | |
| One yellow star pierced through the clear, pure sky, | |
| And showed above the network of the wood, | 10 |
| The silence of whose crowded solitude | |
| Was broken but by little woodland things | |
| Rustling dead leaves with restless feet and wings | |
| And by a kiss that ended in a sigh. | | | | |
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