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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
 
All Souls’ Eve
By Florence Kilpatrick Mixter
 
HARK!—do you hear the choral dead?
Forgotten now their pride
Who on this night would have us know
They passed unsatisfied.
 
They shiver like the thin brown leaves        5
Upon a sapless tree,
Clinging with palsied, withered might
To their identity.
 
Their voices are the unearthly winds
That die before the dawn;        10
And each one has some tale to tell,
And, having told, is gone.
.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .
Ah!—you who come with sea-blue eyes,
And dead these hundred years,
Be satisfied! I hold the cup        15
Still brimming with your tears.
 
 
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