Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
SixteenEdward Pickerill
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And I am afraid.
“I love you”—that is what he said;
But he looked away as he spoke,
And he faltered when he kissed me.
Love is a very big thing—a very great thing, mother;
And I am afraid.