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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
Never Did I Dream
By Harold Cook
I NEVER thought that I should walk
  In ecstasy the streets of town,
Or find a heart more beautiful
  Than red leaves fluttering down.
I did not know archangels pass        5
  In human guise among the trees;
And never, never did I dream
  That I should walk with these.
But by my side one went today;
  I saw, and I had speech with him:        10
And I forgot, who ne’er forgot,
  How cold are streets, how grim!

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