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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By Charles deGuire Christoph
From “Reflections”

TELL me the singing glory of my woe,
Poet who can hold the pen to paper, for I go
Silently down the neuter-tinted pathways of old streams
Lazily frowning, waiting still the beams
Of suns extended in some dazzling secret sky        5
To show me beauty on my heart before I die—
Great Beauty shrouded in her multi-colored pall
With kisses for my lips, and sweetness for the gall
That stings them.

                So some have always gone;
My burden’s but a little flowery load upon        10
Old monks and lovers smiling in their graves,
And singing kings somewhere who once were slaves
Like me.
          Why scan so long? O poet, say,
“He wandered and he waited till he found where Beauty lay.”

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