| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Splendid and Terrible | | By Seumas O’Sullivan |
| | | SPLENDID and terrible your love. | |
| The searing pinions of its flight | |
| Flamed but a moment’s space above | |
| The place where ancient memories keep | |
| Their quiet; and the dreaming deep | 5 |
| Moved inly with a troubled light, | |
| And that old passion woke and stirred | |
| Out of its sleep. | |
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| Splendid and terrible your love. | |
| I hold it to me like a flame; | 10 |
| I hold it like a flame above | |
| The empty anguish of my breast. | |
| There let it stay, there let it rest— | |
| Deep in the heart whereto it came | |
| Of old as some wind-wearied bird | 15 |
| Drops to its nest. | | | | |
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