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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By Richard Aldington
GROW weary if you will, let me be sad.
Use no more speech now;
Let the silence spread gold hair above us,
Fold on delicate fold.
Use no more speech;        5
You had the ivory of my life to carve.…
And Picus of Mirandola is dead;
And all the gods they dreamed and fabled of,
Hermes, and Thoth and Bêl are rotten now,
Rotten and dank.        10
And through it all I see your pale Greek face;
Makes me eager as a little child to love you,
You morsel left half-cold on Cæsar’s plate.

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