Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
MoonriseH. D.
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Will you fling your spear-head
on the shore?
What note shall we pitch?
on the bank we share our arrows—
the loosed string tells our note:
bring her swiftly to our song.
She is great,
we measure her by the pine-trees.