| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 1374. The Rose’s Cup |
| | | By Frank Dempster Sherman |
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| DOWN in a garden olden,— | |
| Just where, I do not know,— | |
| A buttercup all golden | |
| Chanced near a rose to grow; | |
| And every morning early, | 5 |
| Before the birds were up, | |
| A tiny dewdrop pearly | |
| Fell in this little cup. | |
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| This was the drink of water | |
| The rose had every day; | 10 |
| But no one yet has caught her | |
| While drinking in this way. | |
| Surely, it is no treason | |
| To say she drinks so yet, | |
| For that may be the reason | 15 |
| Her lips with dew are wet. | |
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