| Higginson and Bigelow, comps. American Sonnets. 1891. | | | | Rydal Water | | By Annie Rankin Annan |
| | | DAY’S farewell breath, scarce ruffling Windermere, | |
| Steals on to die among the reeds that bow | |
| To their slim shadows; and in Rydal now | |
| Yon rosy cloud, unvexed, may see a clear, | |
| Still vision of her loveliness appear. | 5 |
| Calm in the mellow air stands Silver How, | |
| The sunshine lingering on his lifted brow, | |
| Yet, thinly veiled, a star is throbbing near. | |
| Sleep on now, Rydal, for at dawn the grass, | |
| Wind-stirred, will whisper round thy Wordsworth’s Seat,— | 10 |
| Stirred by the wind, but never more, alas! | |
| By thy true lover’s once familiar feet. | |
| Nature, thou virgin mother breathed upon | |
| By God, hast thou no other priestly son? | | | | |
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