|From a "Spoon River Annex", in McClure's Magazine/Volume 51, No. 10, October 1919, p. 26|
- One life at a time, one world at a time,
- One dream for working out in life—
- But oh, the price we pay, my friends,
- For the coveted achievement!
- For as to the mating of bodies and souls,
- The planting of your garden,
- For food and delight in life,
- It comes to an idiosyncrasy
- If you stop to think it over:
- It's eyes of gray, or eyes of blue,
- It's a certain mouth, or color of hair,
- It's a nose that calls to something in you;
- That is the woman for me.
- And then you get the eyes, or nose,
- And that is all you get.
- And I who wanted a woman for wife—
- Star-like, clear and pure,
- Followed the instinct till I got her.
- And what was she? She was pure, no doubt—
- But so is filtered water!