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

Whistler’s White Girl

Eleanor Rogers Cox

SHE heard the whisper of the stars,

She heard the falling of the dew,

And all the untrod virgin ways

Of Beauty’s self she knew.

And when the moon lay silver-white

Along the meadows and the streams,

She walked across the night to him

Upon a bridge of dreams.

And as upon his eyelids there,

She shone so wonder-white to see,

What could he give her more or less

Than immortality?