| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | Epitaph for the Unburied Dead | | By Willard Wattles |
| | | THE OLD men sit and sit | |
| Long after they are dead, | |
| And no one seems to know of it | |
| They look so kind and staid. | |
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| The young men beat the bars | 5 |
| That hold them fast inside. | |
| Then one day comes, they beat no more, | |
| And know not they have died. | | | | |
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