| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 931. Electra |
| | | By Francis Howard Williams |
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| MY Love too stately is to be but fair, | |
| Too fair she is for naught but stateliness; | |
| She bids me Nay, and yet a silent Yes | |
| Dwells in the dusk her shadowy eyelids wear. | |
| My Love’s step makes a music in the air, | 5 |
| Touching the sense with a divine caress, | |
| And all the rapture of the dawn doth bless | |
| The light that leaps to life across her hair. | |
| Her mouth is just the love-couch for a song, | |
| And mid the fragrance of its riven flowers | 10 |
| Low laughter breaks and trembles close to tears | |
| Mingled of mirth and melody, as a throng | |
| Of bird notes wakes to joy the drowsy hours | |
| And weaves delight through all the grieving years. | |
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