Burton Egbert Stevenson,
The Home Book of Verse — Volume 1
“ A song of a nest:— There was once a nest in a hollow: Down in the mosses and knot-grass pressed, Soft and warm and full to the brim— Vetches leaned over it purple, and dim, With buttercup buds to follow. I pray you hear my song of a nest, For it is not long:— You shall never light in a summer quest The bushes among— Shall never light on a prouder sitter, A fairer nestful, nor ever know A softer sound than their tender twitter, That wind-like did come and go. ”
