| Louis Untermeyer, ed. (1885–1977). Modern British Poetry. 1920. |
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| W. J. Turner. 1889– |
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| 158. Romance |
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| WHEN I was but thirteen or so | |
| I went into a golden land, | |
| Chimborazo, Cotopaxi | |
| Took me by the hand. | |
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| My father died, my brother too, | 5 |
| They passed like fleeting dreams, | |
| I stood where Popocatapetl | |
| In the sunlight gleams. | |
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| I dimly heard the master's voice | |
| And boys far-off at play,— | 10 |
| Chimborazo, Cotopaxi | |
| Had stolen me away. | |
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| I walked in a great golden dream | |
| To and fro from school— | |
| Shining Popocatapetl | 15 |
| The dusty streets did rule. | |
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| I walked home with a gold dark boy | |
| And never a word I'd say, | |
| Chimborazo, Cotopaxi | |
| Had taken my speech away. | 20 |
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| I gazed entranced upon his face | |
| Fairer than any flower— | |
| O shining Popocatapetl | |
| It was thy magic hour: | |
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| The houses, people, traffic seemed | 25 |
| Thin fading dreams by day; | |
| Chimborazo, Cotopaxi, | |
| They had stolen my soul away! | |
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