| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | A Song of No Consequence | | By Willard Wattles |
| | From “On the Road”
THIS too delicious burden, | |
| This too persistent urge, | |
| This aching and this beauty, | |
| And the answer of her breast: | |
| This is her glowing guerdon, | 5 |
| And this my utter rest. | |
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| Take loveliness and wonder, | |
| Take splendor and take pain, | |
| Clean lightning and brave thunder, | |
| The silver slant of rain, | 10 |
| And one white flower thereunder | |
| That lifts her face again. | |
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| Love, love, love, love— | |
| The morning star is slain. | | | | |
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