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

On Hampstead Heath

Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

AGAINST the green flame of the hawthorn-tree,

His scarlet tunic burns;

And livelier than the green sap’s mantling glee

The spring fire tingles through him headily

As quivering he turns

And stammers out the old amazing tale

Of youth and April weather;

While she, with half-breathed jests that, sobbing, fail,

Sits, tight-lipped, quaking, eager-eyed and pale

Beneath her purple feather.