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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  The New Poetry: An Anthology.  1917.
182. Fireflies in the Corn
By D. H. Lawrence
A woman taunts her lover:
  LOOK at the little darlings in the corn!
  The rye is taller than you, who think yourself
  So high and mighty: look how its heads are borne
  Dark and proud on the sky, like a number of knights
  Passing with spears and pennants and manly scorn.        5
  And always likely!—Oh, if I could ride
  With my head held high-serene against the sky
  Do you think I’d have a creature like you at my side
  With your gloom and your doubt that you love me? O darling rye,
  How I adore you for your simple pride!        10
  And those bright fireflies wafting in between
  And over the swaying cornstalks, just above
  All their dark-feathered helmets, like little green
  Stars come low and wandering here for love
  Of this dark earth, and wandering all serene—!        15
  How I adore you, you happy things, you dears,
  Riding the air and carrying all the time
  Your little lanterns behind you: it cheers
  My heart to see you settling and trying to climb
  The corn-stalks, tipping with fire their spears.        20
  All over the corn’s dim motion, against the blue
  Dark sky of night, the wandering glitter, the swarm
  Of questing brilliant things:—you joy, you true
  Spirit of careless joy: ah, how I warm
  My poor and perished soul at the joy of you!        25
The man answers and she mocks:
  You’re a fool, woman. I love you, and you know I do!
    —Lord, take his love away, it makes him whine.
  And I give you everything that you want me to.
    —Lord, dear Lord, do you think he ever can shine?


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