| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Modern Music | | By Alice Ormond Campbell |
| | | MEN call me Longing; and I come to you | |
| To lure and taunt you in the graying dawn | |
| Or breathless even, when, the sun withdrawn, | |
| The shallow moon hangs empty in the blue. | |
| Chill spring is mine, when eager winds pursue | 5 |
| The tree-boughs traced with chary fringe of tawn, | |
| And trenchant blades fresh-pierce the russet lawn,— | |
| Mute questions asked, despaired, and asked anew. | |
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| I am that hunger which all mad Youth is, | |
| Fretful and faint, with fever-burning eye; | 10 |
| Its thin arms, dread with sweet concavities, | |
| Reached out to wisps that beckon and deny— | |
| Strange unresolving chords, and ironies | |
| That stir, excite, yet never satisfy. | | | | |
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