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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

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William Rose Benét

From “Green and Gray”

HE had green eyes, that excellent seer,

And little peaks to either ear.

He sat there, and I sat here.

He spoke of Egypt, and a white

Temple, against the star-strewn night.

He smiled with clicking teeth and said

That the dead were never dead;

Said old emperors hung like bats

In barns at night, or ran like rats—

But empresses came back as cats!