| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Glaucopis | | By Richard Aldington |
| | | O MAIDENS, whom I loved | |
| And now love not at all, | |
| Nor even the memory of your shadowy faces, | |
| Who loved me also, | |
| Striving with delicate and sensuous days | 5 |
| To thrall my soul, | |
| Behold! | |
| From the hush and the dusk | |
| Come, like the whisper of dawn, | |
| Her frail, her magical feet. | 10 |
| From the desert she blossoms, | |
| A flower of the winds, | |
| Tremulous, shaken by love. | |
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| Ah Gods! | |
| And I may not hearken | 15 |
| Nor stoop to the flower. | | | | |
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