| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Iolé | | By Grace Fallow Norton |
| | | I LONG for white lilies, | |
| White roses and rest— | |
| White raiment and silence, | |
| Like a dove’s white breast. | |
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| Thy faun came too near me, | 5 |
| (Well loved I the dance) | |
| My garland he blighted | |
| With his ribald glance. | |
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| Thy faun danced too wildly, | |
| His wreath was awry, | 10 |
| His pipe was discordant, | |
| Too harsh was his cry. | |
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| I long for white raiment: | |
| My garland so gay | |
| I’ve plucked at in horror | 15 |
| And flung far away. | |
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| I long for white lilies, | |
| I ask to be still. | |
| Oh silence his singing! | |
| Come, cover and kill! | 20 | | | |
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