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

Pierrot and Columbine

Margaret DeLaughter

From “In the Night Watches”

THE GODS are dead, and we are old;

And we are old, for now at last,

For now at last our hearts are cold;

Our hearts are cold, and love is past.

Our love is past, and even so,

And even so our dreams have fled.

Our dreams have fled, and so we know,

And so we know the gods are dead!