Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Belleau HillMary Gray
O
Cease wailing: blow a trumpet for the free
Who gave their lives for love of liberty.
O wind, shout forth their praise from Belleau Hill!
That marks the summit and the battle’s end,
Light up our sky, that we may still defend
The hill he won, and all his hopes fulfil!
Give to my dead hopes life, and to them bring
The colors of the young returning Spring—
The faith that lives, the love no death can kill!