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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
Alone on the Hill
By Frederick R. McCreary
From “Hillside Poems”

ALONE on the hill
In the warm October noon,
With the woods below
And beyond their brilliance the sea:
The moment has come,        5
The rapt still instant of being,
When water and wood are gone.
There is nothing now
But the on-running fluid of hours
Gleaming with blue, yellow, crimson.        10
Now quick! Let me run on sharp stones,
Let me strangle in surf choked with the bitter salt-water!
Let me feel pain, feel torture,
And the acid hunger of loneliness!
Give me self, self—        15
Before I am lost
In this madness of space eternal,
This horror of dream triumphant.

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