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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

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Charles Granville

From “Poems of the Hour”

NO shouting heralded the word

As through the ranks it swiftly went;

But a low murmur such as trees

Indulge, when grateful summer’s spent.

A murmuring of seasoned wills

Bent upon hellish wrong’s redress!

A diapason sound from deep

To deep, presaging storm and stress.

Then each to his allotted place

For sleep. You say your fancy heard

The air beat by a thousand wings

That night. I could not doubt your word.