| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | I Have but One Love | | By Frank S. Gordon |
| | From “Gold in the Desert”
PINE tree, pine hearts, sigh ye; | |
| Pine boughs, bend low, sigh ye, | |
| Pine tongues sigh ye with me. | |
| Night-long, I have but one dream— | |
| Hear—me! | 5 |
| Day-long, death hunts my warrior— | |
| Hear—me!— | |
| Truth-tree, I have but one love— | |
| Hear—me! | |
| Crouched over the war-path steals he, | 10 |
| Lynx on-moving steals he, | |
| Wind words steals he from me. | |
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| Heart-tree, I have but one love— | |
| Hear—me! | |
| Long the days and weary! | 15 |
| Restless hours and weary, | |
| Hungered, wearied, wake me. | |
| Listener of the maid’s prayer— | |
| Hear—me! | |
| Messenger of the heart-beat— | 20 |
| Hear—me! | |
| Flute-tree, I have but one call— | |
| Hear—me! | |
| Long the days and dreary! | |
| Lone tree, I have but one love— | 25 |
| Hear—me, hear! | | | | |
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