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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By Catherine Wells
  THERE was a time
When there was no war.
Deep I look into that pool of memory
And see the things I thought of then, the dreams I dreamed,
Like strange corals at the bottom of the sea—        5
Each, for being so far, so lost,
Shining with a beauty past its own.
They lie like jewels that have slipped into the ocean,
Unattainable and gone;
A moment of great sweetness, a day of great beauty, a dream, a longing, a happy chance.        10
  Never shall I touch them again;
Never, I believe, shall I see their like again
In the dark horror of these days.

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