| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | The Prayer | | By Skipwith Cannéll |
| | From Monoliths I HAVE cried aloud, but truly, | |
| There are no Gods in the lowlands: | |
| I will go to the high hills | |
| To seek my God. | |
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| I yearn for him
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| I am eager | |
| As the hawk for the high sun! | |
| For I have cried to Him loudly, and the silence | |
| Was like the cloak of a black dream. | |
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| Let them come quickly, | 10 |
| And awake me | |
| With singing, lest I dream no more. | | | | |
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