| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917. |
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| 99. To One Unknown |
| | | By Helen Dudley |
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| I HAVE seen the proudest stars | |
| That wander on through space, | |
| Even the sun and moon, | |
| But not your face. | |
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| I have heard the violin, | 5 |
| The winds and waves rejoice | |
| In endless minstrelsy, | |
| Yet not your voice. | |
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| I have touched the trillium, | |
| Pale flower of the land, | 10 |
| Coral, anemone, | |
| And not your hand. | |
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| I have kissed the shining feet | |
| Of Twilight lover-wise, | |
| Opened the gates of Dawn— | 15 |
| Oh, not your eyes! | |
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| I have dreamed unwonted things, | |
| Visions that witches brew, | |
| Spoken with images, | |
| Never with you. | 20 |
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