| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Oh Hush, My Heart! | | By Grace Fallow Norton |
| | | OH hush, my heart, while I recall | |
| The rosy-footed years | |
| When I had no heart at all, | |
| Only quick smiles and tears. | |
| Oh sweet it was and safe it was | 5 |
| And oh, I would I were | |
| Still running with white dreams that pass | |
| Like clouds across the air. | |
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| Oh hush, my heart, while I recall | |
| The silent-sandaled days | 10 |
| When I had no heart at all, | |
| Only my soul’s white ways. | |
| Oh sweet it was and very strange | |
| To find a white soul so; | |
| Oh would that I again might range, | 15 |
| Heartless, her fields of snow. | |
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| Oh would I had no heart at all! | |
| For oh, the stormy hour | |
| When my hot heart rose to a call, | |
| Bearing a crimson flower. | 20 |
| Alas, my soul’s wide wanderings, | |
| My limitless desire! | |
| Now all my dreams have heavy wings | |
| And hover round a fire. | |
| Now all my world is made of hands | 25 |
| That cling to mine again, | |
| And I am bound with iron bands | |
| Of passion and of pain. | | | | |
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