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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  The New Poetry: An Anthology.  1917.
 
338. The Child’s Quest
 
By Frances Shaw
 
 
MY mother twines me roses wet with dew;
Oft have I sought the garden through and through;
I cannot find the tree whereon
My mother’s roses grew.
    Seek not, O child, the tree whereon        5
    Thy mother’s roses grew.
 
My mother tells me tales of noble deeds;
Oft have I sought her book when no one heeds;
I cannot find the page, alas,
From which my mother reads.        10
    Seek not, O child, to find the page
    From which thy mother reads.
 
My mother croons me songs all soft and low,
Through the white night where little breezes blow;
Yet never when the morning dawns,        15
My mother’s songs I know.
    Seek not, O child, at dawn of day
    Thy mother’s songs to know.
 

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