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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  The New Poetry: An Anthology.  1917.
208. Song from “Mater”
By Percy Mackaye
LONG ago, in the young moonlight,
  I lost my heart to a hero;
Strong and tender and stern and right,
    Darker than night,
  And terribler than Nero.        5
  Heigh, but he was dear, O!
And there, to bind our fellowship,
  I laughed at him; and a moment after,
I laughed again till he bit his lip,
  For the test of love is laughter.        10
“Lord and master, look up!” I cried;
  “I wreathe your brow with a laurel!
Gloom and wisdom and right and pride
    Cast them aside,
  And kiss, and cure our quarrel.        15
  Never mind the moral!”
Alas! with strange and saddened eyes
  He looked on me; and my mirth grew dafter,
To feel the flush of his dark surprise;
  For the zest of love is laughter.        20
Long ago, in the old moonlight,
  I lost my hero and lover;
Strong and tender and stern and right,
    Never shall night
  Nor day his brow uncover.        25
  Ah, my heart, that is over!
Yet still, for joy of the fellowship
  That bound us both through the years long after,
I laugh to think how he bit his lip;
    For the test of love—        30
  And the best of love—is laughter.


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