Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
GuadalupeGrace Hazard Conkling
From “Songs for Places”
Old Mexico
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You cannot keep me home.
Along the airy lane of bells
Beyond the peacock dome,
And I shall go at will—
Where the stone sails await the wind
Upon the holy hill.
They have been long away:
But when a wind from Heaven blows,
They will come back some day;
And watch the stone sails fill,
Till the white city like a ship
Moves out across the hill.