Sara Teasdale, comp. (1884–1933).
The Answering Voice: One Hundred Love Lyrics by Women. 1917. | | | | From a Car-window | | By Ruth Guthrie Harding |
| | | PINES, and a blur of lithe young grasses; | |
| Gold in a pool, from the western glow; | |
| Spread of wings where the last thrush passes— | |
| And thoughts of you as the sun dips low. | |
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| Quiet lane, and an irised meadow … | 5 |
| (How many summers have died since then?)… | |
| I wish you knew how the deepening shadow | |
| Lies on the blue and green again! | |
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| Dusk, and the curve of field and hollow | |
| Etched in gray when a star appears: | 10 |
| Sunset,… twilight,… and dark to follow,… | |
| And thoughts of you through a mist of tears. | | | | |
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