| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 1151. To Demeter |
| | | By Maybury Fleming |
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| THOU ever young! Persephone but gazes | |
| Upon thy face, and shows thee back thine own; | |
| And every flock that on thy hillsides grazes, | |
| And every breeze from thy fair rivers blown, | |
| And all the nestlings from thy branches flown, | 5 |
| Are eloquent in thy praises, | |
| Demeter, mother of truth. | |
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| Thy seasons of grief, thy winters white with snowing, | |
| More lovely make thy face, adorn thy head, | |
| Add beauty to thy sweet eyes, ever glowing | 10 |
| With love and strength and godhead; and thy tread | |
| Sweetens the earth; and all the gods are dead | |
| But thee,—thee only, strowing | |
| Ever the land with youth. | |
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| And all the dead gods are in thee united, | 15 |
| Woman and girl and lover and friend and queen; | |
| And this tame, time-worn world is full requited | |
| For that the Christ has cost us, and the teen | |
| Bred of swift time. And thy kissed palms between— | |
| Thy dear kissed hands—are righted | 20 |
| The heart-knot and the ruth. | |
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