Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
LostCarl Sandburg
From “Chicago Poems”
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All night long on the lake
Where fog trails and mist creeps,
The whistle of a boat
Calls and cries unendingly,
Like some lost child
In tears and trouble
Hunting the harbor’s breast
And the harbor’s eyes.