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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
The Mourners
By Carlyle F. McIntyre
From “Rodomontades”

THUS I first saw her: brooding secretly,
  Framed like a maid within a trysting gate
Of shadows; like a hidden memory
  Which knows its power to hurt, and thus can wait.
A golden melancholy brushed her face,        5
  As she tore petals from an old regret
Of some long-withered blossom. Oh, the chase
  Of time had left her somehow in his debt.
Like a tired traveller, I stopped to ask
  Her charity; but slowly leaf by leaf        10
She stripped her flower. Hers was the woman’s task
  To sit in mourning, mine to fly from grief.

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