Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
The Crown, the Plate and the BowlSkipwith Cannéll
From “Songs of Hunger”
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You’ll bring me food on a golden plate,
You’ll offer me drink from a carven cup—
If only I bow me down.
The gold was wrung from an harlot’s hire,
The wine is blood, and the bowl you bring
Was carved from an human skull.