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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

Keats to Fanny Brawne

Edgar Lee Masters

FANNY! If in your arms my soul could slip—

Arms that my love first fancied—not the grave!

Cities of Hate and Madness round me rave;

And Love with anguished finger at the lip

Fares shelterless! These have my fellowship—

Memory and Loneliness! What’s left? To brave

Death! But before it Tragedy: not to crave

You changed or truly seen! The hemlock drip

Of rains upon half-lived or ruined springs,

Where you dance, smiling, numbs me now, and soothes

Hopes that once sought a beauty gone before.

Losses have stripped me! But the vanishings

Of winter winds leave me to starry truths—

Who once desired you, but desire no more!