| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 1425. Sanctuary |
| | | By Louise Imogen Guiney |
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| HIGH above hate I dwell: | |
| O storms! farewell. | |
| Though at my sill your daggered thunders play, | |
| Lawless and loud to-morrow as to-day, | |
| To me they sound more small | 5 |
| Than a young fay’s footfall: | |
| Soft and far-sunken, forty fathoms low | |
| In Long Ago, | |
| And winnowed into silence on that wind | |
| Which takes wars like a dust, and leaves but love behind. | 10 |
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| Higher Felicity | |
| Doth climb to me, | |
| And bank me in with turf and marjoram | |
| Such as bees lip, or the new-weanëd lamb; | |
| With golden barberry-wreath, | 15 |
| And bluets thick beneath; | |
| One grosbeak, too, mid apple-buds a guest | |
| With bud-red breast, | |
| Is singing, singing! All the hells that rage | |
| Float less than April fog below our hermitage. | 20 |
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