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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By Florence Kilpatrick Mixter
TONIGHT in sleep there came to me
A dream where Christ walked on the sea;
And, shipwrecked, I called out, to hear
His quiet answer, “I am near.”
But when the waves had risen high        5
I doubted—till I heard him cry:
“Come take my hand, beloved one—
The long and lonely night is done.
Fear not! and you shall walk with me,
As Peter walked, upon the sea.”        10
Who was it called? The night is slow
To answer; but awake I know
The clutching terror of the heart
That feels the weed-choked waters part,
And, drowning, rears a Christ who stands        15
With dim-remembered outstretched hands.
Who knows if Peter’s Christ is mine?
Like Peter, now, I ask a sign …
If Christ still walks upon the sea—
How calm is dawn on Galilee!        20

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