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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
World Lullaby
By Frances Shaw
MY cryin’ baby of a World
  I’ve left behind today—
I would na mither it for a’
  The red jew’ls of Cathay!
For I am breasted to the moors        5
  And skirted for the sea—
That cryin’ baby of a World,
  It shan’t come botherin’ me!
I will not even stop to find
  What ye’re a-cryin’ for—        10
A-wailin’ and a-scrappin’,
  And a-callin’ of it “War.”
I’m off, and breasted to the moors
  And skirted for the sea
To get a slice o’ God’s Peace        15
  And bring it home with me.
.    .    .    .    .    .    .    .
There’s somethin’ tuggin’ at my skirt
  Whichiver way I wind,
And somethin’ cryin’ in my ear
  That won’t be left behind.        20
Oh hush ye, hush ye, darlint—
  I was foolin’ of ye quite:
Yer mither’s comin’ back to ye
  To tuck ye in this night.

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