William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. (1878–1962). Anthology of Magazine Verse for 1920.
Auction: Anderson Galleries
“L
A beauty, gentlemen, and in the best
Condition. Four leaves, scarcely pressed.
What am I bid? Five hundred … Five … Come on.
Who’ll make it Six? Six hundred.…” (Pale and drawn,
I dreamed forever in a sweet unrest
Of your warm, lucent, million-pleasured breast)
“Six hundred … Now Six fifty … Are you done?”
Who’ll make it Nine?” (Would that I could survive
The horrors of a brutal world. I hate
All men and women, saving one, alive.)
“Nine fifty … Going … Sorry, sir; too late.
Sold to this party for Nine sixty five.”