| Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948). The Little Book of Modern Verse. 1917. |
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| 28. Song |
| | | By Florence Earle Coates |
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| FOR me the jasmine buds unfold | |
| And silver daisies star the lea, | |
| The crocus hoards the sunset gold, | |
| And the wild rose breathes for me. | |
| I feel the sap through the bough returning, | 5 |
| I share the skylark’s transport fine, | |
| I know the fountain’s wayward yearning, | |
| I love, and the world is mine! | |
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| I love, and thoughts that sometime grieved, | |
| Still well remembered, grieve not me; | 10 |
| From all that darkened and deceived | |
| Upsoars my spirit free. | |
| For soft the hours repeat one story, | |
| Sings the sea one strain divine; | |
| My clouds arise all flushed with glory— | 15 |
| I love, and the world is mine! | |
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