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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
The World Cry
By Mary Aldis
    JOY, light, and love I crave
    And shall discover—
Life’s wild adventure opening to my will:
    High thought and brave,
    The rapture of a lover,        5
The Vision gleaming from yon western hill.
    Beyond my present sight
    There lies some sweet allure,
Some crested glory waiting to be won;
    Shimmering in light,        10
    Beautiful and sure,
Beckoning bright hands that call me on.
    I know not where it lies,
    Nor whither I go, nor how
The way is paved—with pleasure or with pain;        15
    But the search is in my eyes,
    And the dust upon my brow
Shall turn to aureoled gold when I attain.
.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .
        Oh, old old hope—
        Unfulfilled desire!        20
        Pitiful the faith,
        Beautiful the fire!
        Know, soul who criest,
        Thy gleaming from afar,
        Thy quest of wild adventure,        25
        Thy sweet far star
        Shall be the bitter path
        To a high stern goal;
        So bow thy head
        To thine own soul.        30

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