(Bob Dylan in Do right to me baby)
“It stands, safe sheltered from sun and breeze,
That wayside seat ‘neath the drooping trees,
With a welcome true for all who pass,
From the travelling priest to the village lass.
The old wife resting from steps of pain,
Or pedlar counting his modest gain.
“Stay, stay,” it seems to say,
“Rest and peace to borrow;
Pause and smile,
Though you tire to-morrow!””
(E. Walton in The wayside seat)
"Say, maiden, wilt thou go with me Through the valley-depths of shade, Of bright and dark obscurity; Where the path has lost its way, Where the sun forgets the day, Where there's nor light nor life to see, Sweet maiden, wilt thou go with me?" (J. Clare in Invitation to Eternity) Namur (B)