| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | The Sanctuary | | By Ford Madox Hueffer |
| | | SHADOWED by your dear hair, your dear kind eyes | |
| Look on wine-purple seas, whitened afar | |
| With marble foam, where the dim islands are. | |
| We sit forgetting. For the great pines rise | |
| Above dark cypress to the dim white skies | 5 |
| So clear and black and still—to one great star. | |
| The marble dryads and the veined white jar | |
| Gleam from the grove. Glimmering, the white owl flies | |
In the dark shade….
If ever life was harsh | |
| Here we forget—or ever friends turned foes. | 10 |
| The sea cliffs beetle down above the marsh | |
| And through sea-holly the black panther goes. | |
| And in the shadows of this secret place | |
| Your kind, dear eyes shine in your dear, dear face. | | | | |
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