| Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948). The Second Book of Modern Verse. 1922. |
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| The Homeland |
| | | Dana Burnet |
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| MY land was the west land; my home was on the hill, | |
| I never think of my land but it makes my heart to thrill; | |
| I never smell the west wind that blows the golden skies, | |
| But old desire is in my feet and dreams are in my eyes. | |
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| My home crowned the high land; it had a stately grace. | 5 |
| I never think of my land but I see my mother’s face; | |
| I never smell the west wind that blows the silver ships | |
| But old delight is in my heart and mirth is on my lips. | |
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| My land was a high land; my home was near the skies. | |
| I never think of my land but a light is in my eyes; | 10 |
| I never smell the west wind that blows the summer rain— | |
| But I am at my mother’s knee, a little lad again. | |
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