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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
Glimpses of Her
By Benjamin Rosenbaum
From “Songs of Youth”

I KNOW where you got
Your blushing cheeks,
Red rose;
And why you can bedeck
Yourself in blue,        5
O succory!
You too,
Fields of wheat,
Are in this plot.
You tried to keep        10
The secret of your grace
With the wind;
But we fools called poets
Understand your language.
And you, pure lilies of white,        15
You also I must call thieves.
But I’m glad you are!—
I’m glad you all are!
For Mary’s journey is far-flung,
And I must see        20
A glimpse of her
As she trips along.
So blush your reddest, my rose!
Show me her eyes, my succory!
Dance again, O fields of wheat!        25
And you, my lilies, just be white
As her little white hands.

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