| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | To Her Who Passes | | By Maurice Browne |
| | | HER footsteps fall in silent sands; | |
| Her hands are cool like growing leaves; | |
| The fingers of her hovering hands | |
| Touch lightly, pass; and time bereaves | |
| The benison of her caress | 5 |
| Of peace, or pain, or bitterness. | |
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| The kisses of her mouth like dew | |
| Rain gently down; if she has sinned, | |
| That she had sinned she never knew; | |
| Lightly she walks upon the wind, | 10 |
| And like the wind she leaves no trace | |
| Upon the quiet of this place. | | | | |
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