| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Ritual | | By Florence Kilpatrick Mixter |
| | | KNEELING, I worship at that holy shrine | |
| Where Love returns when the beloved is gone: | |
| Where night, the sea, and one dark Gothic pine | |
| Breathe their old covenants of golden dawn. | |
| Again I hear the reverberant plaintive tides | 5 |
| Chanting their litanies upon the dune, | |
| And dream I await you where the sea divides, | |
| Cleft by the silver pathway of the moon. | |
| Though when the eastern rim of heaven pales | |
| I shall arise alone, uncomforted, | 10 |
| Now, like a jewelled censer, night exhales | |
| The perfumed incense of a dream long dead; | |
| And your rapt spirit, like an organ, pours | |
| Its glad hosannas on long-echoing shores. | | | | |
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