| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | Notes | | By Jane Heap |
| | I WHEN in the spring | |
| I go forth at morn | |
| A-quiver with life I sing: | |
| The world and I, new-born. | |
| Then when I see all rampant growing | 5 |
| Beds of tulips oer the plain, | |
| Like pools and lakes of color glowing, | |
| I would fain | |
| Outstrip all speed, run | |
| Naked in the sun, | 10 |
| Plunge, riot, be immersed, | |
| Quench this color-thirst! | |
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II Where go the birds when the rain | |
| Roars and sweeps and fells the grain, | |
| When tortured trees groan with pain, | 15 |
| And the storm-worn night is old | |
| Driven forth from their slumber cold, | |
| Where go the birds? | | | | |
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