| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | When We Are Asleep | | By Helen Hoyt |
| | From “In a Certain City”
WHEN we are asleep, at rest and asleep, | |
| Where do our thoughts and wishes keep? | |
| Where is memory’s dreaming bed, | |
| And where does love lay down her head, | |
| And hope, and happiness, and sorrow? | 5 |
| Where do they go until tomorrow? | |
| Do they sleep, do they rest? | |
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| Crowding knowledge, close compressed | |
| In the many-folded brain, | |
| What ghostly bound, what exquisite chain, | 10 |
| Holds you and binds you in till day— | |
| Binds you fast, lest you drift away? | | | | |
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