| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | Rocks | | By Mary Eastwood Knevels |
| | | THROUGH the pasture lie the rocks, gray as the sea in a fog, | |
| As the sea in a mist. | |
| (O breath of my yearning, O sea, breaking gray in a fog!) | |
| The rocks rise tumultuous, the rocks are waves. | |
| Flee from them, they are in pursuit; | 5 |
| Lichen-crusted their summits, rolling most mightily. | |
| Flee from the rocks, the pale-crested waves of the meadows! | | | | |
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