from _THE_NEW_PASTORAL_ Thomas Reed p. 1855 =============================== The russet wren glides in among the vines, And adds another straw unto its nest; Then, on the neighboring trellis, pours its song. The poor man's cottage is its favorite haunt; And he is poor, indeed, who to his roof Can welcome not the yearly visitor To cheer his door with music! (3.13-19) ======== ** contributory thanks to Sam Droege ** ======== ========