| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Swan Creek | | By Williston Fish |
| | | STREAM, stream, stream, | |
| Oh the willows by the stream; | |
| The poplars and the willows | |
| And the gravel all agleam! | |
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| Oh, oh, oh, | 5 |
| And the mourning-doves sang “Oh!” | |
| From their hiding in the oak tops, | |
| Looking on the world below. | |
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| Sky, sky, sky, | |
| And all wide and round the sky, | 10 |
| With the white clouds rising, coming, | |
| Coming, shining, drifting by. | |
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| Home, home, home, | |
| And beyond the wood was home, | |
| With the old road leading ready | 15 |
| Where the open door said come. | |
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| Dream, dream, dream, | |
| Now I wake not but I dream | |
| Of the old road and the ring-doves | |
| And the willows by the stream. | 20 | | | |
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