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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By Muna Lee
From “Songs of Many Moods”

I SHALL not grieve that you are dead.
  I sing to you when the stars hang low;
And though I sang till dawn were red,
  You still must hear, you could not go.
You are contented, being dead—        5
  You who were used to wander far.
Now I plant flowers at your head,
  And steal out nightly where you are.
Ah, once you wandered far and long.
  And left me waiting hopeless here.        10
Though I sent you my breaking heart in a song,
  You were too far—you could not hear.
Now it is I could go oversea,
  And though I stayed till years were sped,
You would lie peaceful, waiting me.        15
  I shall not grieve that you are dead.

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