| Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948). The Second Book of Modern Verse. 1922. |
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| A Thrush in the Moonlight |
| | | Witter Bynner (1881–1968) |
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| IN came the moon and covered me with wonder, | |
| Touched me and was near me and made me very still. | |
| In came a rush of song, like rain after thunder, | |
| Pouring importunate on my window-sill. | |
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| I lowered my head, I hid it, I would not see nor hear, | 5 |
| The birdsong had stricken me, had brought the moon too near. | |
| But when I dared to lift my head, night began to fill | |
| With singing in the darkness. And then the thrush grew still. | |
| And the moon came in, and silence, on my window-sill. | |
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