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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By P. T. R.
IT is a waste of time to talk to my cousin about his plums,
Though I know—
          standing on the path with the sun in my hair
I make a sufficiently pleasing picture.
The plums are soft with bloom, and luscious purple—        5
If I took a step forward and held out my green smock,
Looked up and laughed at him,
He would throw them, showering rain-drops, into my lap,
And, quickly descending,
Slide his arm round my waist and—probably—kiss me.        10
Shall I go, I wonder?—
          No, I will have none of these things.

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