| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | Wood Song | | By Sara Teasdale |
| | From Songs out of Stress I HEARD a wood-thrush in the dusk | |
| Twirl three notes and make a star | |
| My heart that walked with bitterness | |
| Came back from very far. | |
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| Three shining notes were all he had, | 5 |
| And yet they made a starry call | |
| I caught life back against my breast | |
| And kissed it, scars and all. | | | | |
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