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

Spirit’s House

Sara Teasdale

From “Songs out of Stress”

FROM naked stones of agony

I will build a house for me;

As a mason all alone

I will raise it, stone by stone,

And every stone where I have bled

Will show a sign of dusky red.

I have not gone the way in vain,

For I have the good of all my pain;

My spirit’s quiet house will be

Built of naked stones I trod

On roads where I lost sight of God.