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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

Twilight at Versailles

Horace Holley

UNFOLD for men, O God, love’s true, creative day,

To flower our barren souls by mellow sun and noon:

The glory of old thought is still, and cold, and gray,

Like gardens unrenewed beneath the sterile moon.