| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917. |
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| 107. The Three Sisters |
| | | By Arthur Davison Ficke |
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| GONE are the three, those sisters rare | |
| With wonder-lips and eyes ashine. | |
| One was wise and one was fair, | |
| And one was mine. | |
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| Ye mourners, weave for the sleeping hair | 5 |
| Of only two, your ivy vine. | |
| For one was wise and one was fair, | |
| But one was mine. | |
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