| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | End of the Comedy | | By Louis Untermeyer |
| | | ELEVEN oclock, and the curtain falls. | |
| The cold wind tears the strands of illusion; | |
| The delicate music is lost | |
| In the blare of home-going crowds | |
| And a midnight paper. | 5 |
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| The night has grown martial; | |
| It meets us with blows and disaster. | |
| Even the stars have turned shrapnel, | |
| Fixed in silent explosions. | |
| And here at our door | 10 |
| The moonlight is laid | |
| Like a drawn sword. | | | | |
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