| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Guadalupe | | By Grace Hazard Conkling |
| | From “Songs for Places” Old Mexico
NO matter how you love me | |
| You cannot keep me home. | |
| Along the airy lane of bells | |
| Beyond the peacock dome, | |
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| I know the way to travel, | 5 |
| And I shall go at will— | |
| Where the stone sails await the wind | |
| Upon the holy hill. | |
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| The mariners who made them, | |
| They have been long away: | 10 |
| But when a wind from Heaven blows, | |
| They will come back some day; | |
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| And I shall hear them singing | |
| And watch the stone sails fill, | |
| Till the white city like a ship | 15 |
| Moves out across the hill. | | | | |
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