| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | The Cabaret Dancer | | By Hermann Hagedorn |
| | | BREATHE not the word Tomorrow in her ears. | |
| Tomorrow is for men who send their ships | |
| Over the sea to moor at alien slips; | |
| For dreamers, dawdlers, martyrs, pioneers, | |
| Not for this golden mote. To her appears | 5 |
| No hovering dark that prophesies eclipse. | |
| Grace of the swallow in the swaying hips, | |
| Heart of the swallow, knowing not the years! | |
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| Breathe not a word of beauty that shall fade, | |
| Of lagging steps, of bare and lonely sorrow | 10 |
| On roads that other dancing feet have found | |
| Beyond the grove where life with laughter played. | |
| Breathe not a word of that grim land Tomorrow, | |
| Lest she should quake to ashes at the sound. | | | | |
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