Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
It is not a WordSara Teasdale
From “Memories”
I
Few words are said,
Nor even a look of the eyes,
Nor a bend of the head;
But only a hush of the heart
That has too much to keep,
Only memories waking
That sleep so light a sleep.