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

Three Guests

Agnes Lee

SHE whispered, “Love is dead.”

She saw the raven hearse go down the street,

And closed her door.

Then Passion rose and pled,

Even more wild, even more fiery-sweet

Than Love, before;

And lingered in the room,

Out of an anguished moment to coerce

Dreams that had been:

Till forth into the gloom

Passion went following the raven hearse.

And Peace came in.