| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Chant of the Shroud Maker | | By Marian Ramié |
| | “We shall need also shrouds”
OTHERS work for the living— | |
| Be mine to work for the dead. | |
| Afar there rages the battle loud; | |
| With tender hands I fashion a shroud | |
| For the clay when the soul has fled. | 5 |
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| Soldier, stranger, friend, | |
| Man I shall never see, | |
| Loving, I weave a winding sheet | |
| For one who has died for me. | |
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| Triply the sheet be folded | 10 |
| For the Blessed Trinity; | |
| And on his bosom his folded hands | |
| Unwanted now for life’s demands, | |
| And the scarlet cross shall be. | |
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| Soldier, brother, friend, | 15 |
| Face I shall never see, | |
| Loving, I weave a winding sheet | |
| For one who has died for me. | |
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| Cover the clay deserted | |
| Now that the life has sped. | 20 |
| Prayers, blessings and grateful tears | |
| Follow his memory through the years: | |
| Peace to the honored dead. | |
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| Soldier, brother, friend, | |
| Man I shall never see; | 25 |
| Loving, I weave a winding sheet | |
| For one who has died for me. | | | | |
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