Sara Teasdale, comp. (1884–1933).
The Answering Voice: One Hundred Love Lyrics by Women. 1917. | | | | In the Park | | By Helen Hoyt |
| | | HE whistled soft whistlings I knew were for me, | |
| Teasing, endearing. | |
| Won’t you look? was what they said, | |
| But I did not turn my head. | |
| (Only a little I turned my hearing.) | 5 |
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| My feet took me by; | |
| Straight and evenly they went: | |
| As if they had not dreamed what he meant: | |
| As if such a curiosity | |
| Never were known since the world began | 10 |
| As woman wanting man! | |
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| My heart led me past and took me away; | |
| And yet it was my heart that wanted to stay. | | | | |
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