Lucy Maud Montgomery

In Lovers' Lane

I know a place for loitering feet Deep in the valley where the breeze Makes melody in lichened boughs, And murmurs low love-litanies. There slender harebells nod and dream, And pale wild roses offer up The fragrance of their golden hearts, As from some incense-brimméd cup. It holds the sunshine sifted down Softly through many a beechen screen, Save where, by deeper woods embraced, Cool shadows linger, dim and green. And there my love and I may walk And harken to the lapsing fall Of unseen brooks and tender winds, And wooing birds that sweetly call. And every voice to her will say What I repeat in dear refrain, And eyes will meet with seeking eyes, And hands will clasp in Lovers' Lane. Come, sweet-heart, then, and we will stray Adown that valley, lingering long, Until the rose is wet with dew, And robins come to evensong, And woo each other, borrowing speech Of love from winds and brooks and birds, Until our sundered thoughts are one And hearts have no more need of words.

Lucy Maud Montgomery( 1874-1942), is arguably Canada’s most widely read author. Her first novel, Anne of Green Gables, became an instant best-seller, and has remained in print for more than a century.

Montgomery produced more than 500 short stories, 21 novels, two poetry collections, and numerous journal and essay anthologies. 

Montgomery was named an Officer of both the Order of the British Empire and the Literary and Artistic Institute of France. 

She was the first Canadian woman to be made a member of the British Royal Society of Arts and and has also been declared a Person of National Historic Significance in Canada.