| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Paderewski | | By Dorothy Dudley |
| | Chicago: February sixth, 1916
LET the sun weep and the moon shed tears— | |
| A sun god is ravaged, | |
| Poland dying, and cold. | |
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| “We saw babies sucking beet roots, | |
| Wrapped in rags; | 5 |
| Starvation, ruin, mould.” | |
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| Let great elegance weep, fierceness and pride: | |
| There, in front of Poland’s flag, | |
| Paderewski, passionate, cold. | |
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| And the light flamed of Poland’s years. | 10 |
| And Chopin from her crags— | |
| A clear proud story told. | |
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| Let the sun weep and the moon his bride: | |
| Great art is ravaged, | |
| Poland desolate and cold. | 15 | | | |
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