Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
To One UnknownHelen Dudley
I
That wander on through space,
Even the sun and moon,
But not your face.
The winds and waves rejoice
In endless minstrelsy,
Yet not your voice.
Pale flower of the land,
Coral, anemone,
And not your hand.
Of Twilight lover-wise,
Opened the gates of Dawn—
Oh not your eyes!
Visions that witches brew,
Spoken with images,
Never with you.