Just now, I somehow landed at my old Google website, which I abandoned several years ago after Google altered virtually everything about their "sites.google.com". The poem is on one of the pages.
"Oh for a book and a shady nook,
either in a door or out;
with the green leaves whispering overhead,
or the street cries all about.
Where I may read all at my ease,
both the new and old;
for a jolly good book whereon to look,
is better to me than gold."
by John Wilson
"English Farm Door" (photographer unknown)