| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 1401. Youth |
| | | By Virginia Woodward Cloud |
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| OUT of the heart there flew a little singing bird, | |
| Past the dawn and the dew, where leaves of morning stirred, | |
| And the heart, which followed on, said: “Though the bird be flown | |
| Which sang in the dew and the dawn, the song is still my own.” | |
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| Over the foot-worn track, over the rock and thorn, | 5 |
| The tired heart looked back to the olive leaves of morn, | |
| To the fair, lost fields again, and said: “I hear it! Oh, hark!”— | |
| Though the bird were long since slain, though the song had died in the dark. | |
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