Sara Teasdale, comp. (1884–1933).
The Answering Voice: One Hundred Love Lyrics by Women. 1917.

Rhapsody

Florence Earle Coates

AS the mother bird to the waiting nest,

As the regnant moon to the sea,

As joy to the heart that hath first been blest—

So is my love to me.

Sweet as the song of the lark that soars

From the net of the fowler free,

Sweet as the morning that song adores—

So is my love to me!

As the rose that blossoms in matchless grace

Where the canker may not be,

As the well that springs in a desert place—

So is my love to me.