Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
IoléGrace Fallow Norton
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White roses and rest—
White raiment and silence,
Like a dove’s white breast.
(Well loved I the dance)
My garland he blighted
With his ribald glance.
His wreath was awry,
His pipe was discordant,
Too harsh was his cry.
My garland so gay
I’ve plucked at in horror
And flung far away.
I ask to be still.
Oh silence his singing!
Come, cover and kill!