| Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948). The Second Book of Modern Verse. 1922. |
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| Old Amaze |
| | | Mahlon Leonard Fisher |
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| MINE eyes are filled today with old amaze | |
| At mountains, and at meadows deftly strewn | |
| With bits of the gay jewelry of June | |
| And of her splendid vesture; and, agaze, | |
| I stand where Spring her bright brocade of days | 5 |
| Embroidered o’er, and listen to the flow | |
| Of sudden runlets—the faint blasts they blow, | |
| Low, on their stony bugles, in still ways. | |
| For wonders are at one, confederate yet: | |
| Yea, where the wearied year came to a close, | 10 |
| An odor reminiscent of the rose; | |
| And everywhere her seal has Summer set; | |
| And, as of old, in the horizon-sky, | |
| The sun can find a lovely place to die. | |
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