| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Kitty | | By Charles Erskine Scott Wood |
| | | I SAY you are a spirit, | |
| So delicate and pale. | |
| You are not flesh, | |
| But in you love is meshed | |
| Which makes earth heaven, or near it— | 5 |
| So all words fail. | |
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| Your face is moon-white, and withal | |
| Sad as the moon; | |
| And in your eyes a light, | |
| As of a temple lit by night | 10 |
| Where tired souls creep and fall, | |
| Asking God’s boon. | |
| Prostrate am I before your soul, | |
| For I have seen | |
| That it is luminous as love, as pure as pain, | 15 |
| And kept forever washed by sorrow’s rain. | |
| A chosen one to stand before the goal | |
| And lead the bruised one in. | | | | |
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