Sara Teasdale, comp. (1884–1933).
The Answering Voice: One Hundred Love Lyrics by Women. 1917.
Edna Wahlert McCourt
I
The sweet quiet stirs about me—
The water twinkles at me,
As I stoop to dip my cup,
As I stoop to drink—to him.
He ’d laugh if he could see me—
I ’m glad he does n’t see me,
As alone with my queer gladness,
I stoop to drink—to him.