| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | Speech | | By Florence Wilkinson |
| | | WORDS, words, words, | |
| Like starry flies on the sleepers brain. | |
| Listen, all over the roads of earth | |
| You can hear our steps like rain! | |
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| We are loud, ephemeral, vain, | 5 |
| Motes in the sunlight stirred; | |
| Yet blazoned with ancestry, | |
| For God himself is a Word. | |
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| Words, words, words, | |
| Nought may put us to scorn! | 10 |
| Yea, the unanswering dead, | |
| And the mouth of the newly born. | | | | |
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