| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. (1878–1962). Anthology of Magazine Verse for 1920. 1920. |
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| Lilith, Lilith |
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| LILITH, Lilith wept for the moon: | |
| Its icy beauty troubled her sleep, | |
| Stirred and thrilled her breast with a tune | |
| Of crystal notes that fluttered the deep. | |
| Climbing up the tower of light, | 5 |
| She sought the sound and followed the flame; | |
| Cold as snow, implacably white, | |
| The moon spun high and muttered her name. | |
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| White as Adam’s body of yore | |
| And like that flesh she never could thrill, | 10 |
| Far and pale as Paradise door, | |
| The vision flooded meadow and hill…. | |
| She, the flame, the passionate flower, | |
| Awoke and cried for waking so soon…. | |
| In a glimmering, scented, sleepless bower, | 15 |
Lilith, Lilith wept for the moon.
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