| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | Crépuscule | | By Maxwell Struthers Burt |
| | | IN all the lonely places and the hills | |
| By dusk comes down faint trumpeting; it fills | |
| The hollows and the river-banks with sound, | |
| And music is like mist along the ground: | |
| In all the forest paths and secret places, | 5 |
| The lilies seem like small forgotten faces; | |
| And clothed in dimming gold, and by our side, | |
| With muted hoofs, the dead contented ride. | | | | |
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