Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
SpringCharles R. Murphy
From “Growth”
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Yet forever stay;
Into what eager land they’d travel
No man may say.
Yet, self-willed, remain
In autumn to let earthward
Their hopes like rain.
And their muteness swells
To the voice of one long risen
For long farewells;
In eternal quest,
Would venture a truth too lofty
To be expressed;
When no dream consoles,
With a heritage too mighty
For rooted souls.