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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By Helen Hoyt
From “In a Certain City”

KNOW by these lines that she whose bones rest here
Was once a poet. To her were very dear
All lovely words and syllables, and with delight
She wove them into songs. Oh, many a night
She lay with waking eyes, dreaming them in the dark        5
Of her high city room, or in the dim park
Danced them beside the lake, hearing the waves beat;
Hearing far off the noise of the city, the loud street.
But now she lies in this place where the quiet dead have home,
Where rhythms of wave and words and dancing never come.        10

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