| Thomas R. Lounsbury, ed. (1838–1915). Yale Book of American Verse. 1912. |
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| William Wetmore Story. 1819–1895 |
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| 124. Snowdrop |
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| WHEN, full of warm and eager love, | |
| I clasp you in my fond embrace, | |
| You gently push me back and say, | |
| "Take care, my dear, you 'll spoil my lace." | |
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| You kiss me just as you would kiss | 5 |
| Some woman friend you chanced to see; | |
| You call me "dearest." All love's forms | |
| Are yours, not its reality. | |
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| Oh, Annie! cry, and storm, and rave! | |
| Do anything with passion in it! | 10 |
| Hate me an hour, and then turn round | |
| And love me truly, just one minute. | |
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