| Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948). The Little Book of Modern Verse. 1917. |
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| 22. Agamede’s Song |
| | | By Arthur Upson |
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| GROW, grow, thou little tree, | |
| His body at the roots of thee; | |
| Since last year’s loveliness in death | |
| The living beauty nourisheth. | |
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| Bloom, bloom, thou little tree, | 5 |
| Thy roots around the heart of me; | |
| Thou canst not blow too white and fair | |
| From all the sweetness hidden there. | |
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| Die, die, thou little tree, | |
| And be as all sweet things must be; | 10 |
| Deep where thy petals drift I, too, | |
| Would rest the changing seasons through. | |
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