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

Mourning

D. H. Lawrence

From “War Films”

WHY do you go about looking for me, mother?

I and my betrothed are together in the shed—

Sitting there together for a little while.

Why are you so anxious? Leave me peaceful with my dead.