| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917. |
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| 209. Sacrifice |
| | | By Frederic Manning |
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| LOVE suffereth all things, | |
| And we, | |
| Out of the travail and pain of our striving, | |
| Bring unto Thee the perfect prayer: | |
| For the lips of no man utter love, | 5 |
| Suffering even for love’s sake. | |
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| For us no splendid apparel of pageantry— | |
| Burnished breast-plates, scarlet banners, and trumpets | |
| Sounding exultantly. | |
| But the mean things of the earth Thou hast chosen, | 10 |
| Decked them with suffering; | |
| Made them beautiful with the passion for rightness, | |
| Strong with the pride of love. | |
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| Yea, though our praise of Thee slayeth us, | |
| Yet love shall exalt us beside Thee triumphant, | 15 |
| Dying that these live; | |
| And the earth again be beautiful with orchards, | |
| Yellow with wheatfields; | |
| And the lips of others praise Thee, though our lips | |
| Be stopped with earth, and songless. | 20 |
| Yet we shall have brought Thee their praises | |
| Brought unto Thee the perfect prayer: | |
| For the lips of no man utter love, Suffering even for love’s sake. | |
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| O God of sorrows, | |
| Whose feet come softly through the dews, | 25 |
| Stoop Thou unto us, | |
| For we die so Thou livest, | |
| Our hearts the cups of Thy vintage: | |
| And the lips of no man utter love, | |
| Suffering even for love’s sake. | 30 |
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