| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | Epitaph | | By Alice Corbin |
| | From Songs from a Book of Airs EARTH, draw thy coverlet over my face, | |
| For I am weary and would rest a space. | |
| Ive played at hide-and-seek among thy flowers, | |
| And thou hast kindled me with sun and showers, | |
| Hast fed and held me happy on thy knee, | 5 |
| And like a mother thou hast played with me: | |
| Now I would sink upon thy breast | |
| Lift up thy coverlet and let me rest. | | | | |
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