| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 37. Loves she like me? |
| | | By Samuel Woodworth |
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| O SAY, my flattering heart, | |
| Loves she like me? | |
| Is her’s thy counterpart, | |
| Throbs it like thee? | |
| Does she remember yet | 5 |
| The spot where first we met, | |
| Which I shall ne’er forget, | |
| Loves she like me? | |
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| Soft echoes still repeat | |
| “Loves she like me?” | 10 |
| When on that mossy seat, | |
| Beneath the tree, | |
| I wake my amorous lay | |
| While lambkins round me play, | |
| And whispering zephyrs say, | 15 |
| Loves she like me? | |
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| On her I think by day, | |
| Loves she like me? | |
| With her in dreams I stray | |
| O’er mead and lea. | 20 |
| My hopes of earthly bliss | |
| Are all comprised in this, | |
| To share her nuptial kiss,— | |
| Loves she like me? | |
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| Does absence give her pain? | 25 |
| Loves she like me? | |
| And does she thus arraign | |
| Fortune’s decree? | |
| Does she my name repeat? | |
| Will she with rapture greet | 30 |
| The hour that sees us meet? | |
| Loves she like me? | |
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