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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

The Harlot’s Child

Susan M. Boogher

SHE is a little downy

Baby-thing,

With eyes as quick as mirrors

To give back what she sees.

And she has a sidelong way

Of peeking in the corners

Of Life’s eyes

As though she begged a chance

To please,

As though she promised

To agree.

She knows somehow the colors of the world

Are fast:

Chameleon of soul, she sets herself

To acquiesce.