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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By Helen Hoyt
From “Poems of Life and Death”

The great Life,
Came unto me:
He of old ages,
The eternal,        5
The owner of all,
Came, and his word was for me,
Calling my name:
And the radiance of his presence shone about me.
  With leaping heart I heard his voice        10
And the entering of his steps over my threshold:
Heard, and was not troubled;
Because it was known to me a long time
What answer I should make to Life.
  With outstretched, quiet hands,        15
With unreluctant face,
I stood before him,
And let my eyes look into the eyes of Life:
And I gave, and delivered up to Life,
Myself:        20
Yielding me
As one yields and delivers to another
A dumb vessel.
  Mighty and splendid is the presence of Life.        25
By a far road he comes
And travels a great way before
And sways the world.
I trembled to be near his glory,
But with unbowing head I stood before him,        30
With unbowing head and proud heart;
Knowing my service that I should perform to the honoring of Life.
And in his dignity I was exalted.
  Now for a term I am not my own,
But Life is my master:        35
And I dwell under his commandment,
Beneath the fostering of his wings.
Wrapped in the mantle of Life,
Patient, by ways apart, I go;
Bearing in my flesh his sign        40
That I am one of his chosen:
The instrument of his purpose; the way of his will.
  Slowly day follows day,
Laying its hands upon me with invisible touch,
Molding my flesh;        45
And I tarry waiting upon Life
Until the use he purposes for me shall be accomplished,
And his intent be fulfilled:
Until the wonder is wrought upon me that now possesses my days.

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