| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917. |
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| 88. Cloistered |
| | | By Mary Carolyn Davies |
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| TO-NIGHT the little girl-nun died. | |
| Her hands were laid | |
| Across her breast; the last sun tried | |
| To kiss her quiet braid; | |
| And where the little river cried, | 5 |
| Her grave was made. | |
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| The little girl-nun’s soul, in awe, | |
| Went silently | |
| To where her brother Christ she saw, | |
| Under the Living Tree; | 10 |
| He sighed, and his face seemed to draw | |
| Her tears, to see. | |
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| He laid his hands on her hands mild, | |
| And gravely blessed; | |
| “Blind, they that kept you so,” he smiled, | 15 |
| With tears unguessed. | |
| “Saw they not Mary held a child | |
| Upon her breast?” | |
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