| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | White Magic | | By Harley Graves |
| | From “Songs from the Woods”
WHO bids us be wary | |
| Of briar and snake | |
| Is led by a fairy. | |
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| Who finds dry wood | |
| For the fires we make— | 5 |
| His magic is good. | |
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| Who gathers wild berries | |
| High on far hills, | |
| Or gets sand-cherries; | |
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| Or catches the trout | 10 |
| Where the deep hole fills, | |
| Is a mage, no doubt. | |
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| Who knows the cool hollow | |
| Where springs drip cold | |
| Is a wizard to follow. | 15 |
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| Let the magic begin | |
| With the dawn’s red gold— | |
| But the cook is the Jinn! | | | | |
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