Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Song of the Souls Set Free
By Walter Conrad Arensberg
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For a shroud.
We have slipped the earthly tether,
We’re above the cloud.
Peep and draw the cloud together,
Peep upon the bowed.
Wild and wan?
Peep, and draw the cloud asunder,
Peep, and wave a dawn.
It will make them rise and wonder
Whether we are gone.