| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 1357. “Extras” |
| | | By Richard Burton |
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| THE CROCUSES in the Square | |
| Lend a winsome touch to the May; | |
| The clouds are vanished away, | |
| The weather is bland and fair; | |
| Now peace seems everywhere. | 5 |
| Hark to the raucous, sullen cries: | |
| “Extra! extra!”—tersely flies | |
| The news, and a great hope mounts, or dies. | |
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| About the bulletin-boards | |
| Dark knots of people surge; | 10 |
| Strained faces show, then merge | |
| In the inconspicuous hordes | |
| That yet are the Nation’s lords. | |
| “Extra! extra! Big fight at sea!” | |
| Was the luck with us? Is it victory? | 15 |
| Dear God, they died for you and me! | |
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| Meanwhile the crocuses down the street | |
| With heaven’s own patience are calm and sweet. | |
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