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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By Luella Stewart
            For glad eternities
            I make no prayer…..
Only to drown in your deep eyes
(Eyes shy and strange, that haunt me night and day),
Leap with the young blood laughing through your veins—        5
One, one with you, as dew finds at last the sea—
            Thus to the dark gods’ knees
            I bring my prayer!
            For length of happy days
            I make no prayer…..        10
When ’mid the tumult of strange seas
Or on a blood-red field beneath cold stars
Into the dark your glad young soul is blown,
One, one with you—I too, to the unknown goal—
            Thus to dark gods I raise        15
            Ever my prayer!

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