| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917. |
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| 339. Little Pagan Rain Song |
| | | By Frances Shaw |
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| IN the dark and peace of my final bed, | |
| The wet grass waving above my head, | |
| At rest from love, at rest from pain, | |
| I lie and listen to the rain. | |
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| Falling, softly falling, | 5 |
| Song of my soul that is free; | |
| Song of my soul that has not forgot | |
| The sleeping body of me. | |
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| When quiet and calm and straight I lie, | |
| High in the air my soul rides by: | 10 |
| Shall I await thee, soul, in vain? | |
| Hark to the answer in the rain. | |
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| Falling, softly falling, | |
| Song of my soul that is free; | |
| Song of my soul that will not forget | 15 |
| The sleeping body of me. | |
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