| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Hand on a Harp | | By Ellwood Colahan |
| | | LIKE the rose-breasted swallows at sunset | |
| That glide and skim in the twilight | |
| Above the pale gold of the river, | |
| Touching the surface so lightly | |
| That the smooth glints of the little ringlets | 5 |
| Might elude me— | |
| Except that I love them … | |
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| Ay, even as the swallows, | |
| Her hands, | |
| All shadow and rose in the flickering light of the fire, | 10 |
| Flit dream-like over the golden strings, | |
| Dipping with exquisite faintness | |
| Till the circles of sound | |
| Would filter away to the heavy darkness— | |
| Except that I love them. | 15 | | | |
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