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

From a Car-window

Ruth Guthrie Harding

PINES, and a blur of lithe young grasses;

Gold in a pool, from the western glow;

Spread of wings where the last thrush passes—

And thoughts of you as the sun dips low.

Quiet lane, and an irised meadow …

(How many summers have died since then?)…

I wish you knew how the deepening shadow

Lies on the blue and green again!

Dusk, and the curve of field and hollow

Etched in gray when a star appears:

Sunset,… twilight,… and dark to follow,…

And thoughts of you through a mist of tears.