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

An Old Song

Daphne Kieffer Thompson

ALL day an old, old song

Has echoed in my mind

And will not be dismissed—

A song that tinkles

Of youth’s endearing charms

And love that will not die.

It clashes with the thoughts

Of this iron time—

Its chasms of hate,

Its lines of cleavage,

Its unsparing sight

And bitter revelations.

The plough is going through us;

We are aghast and stern.

Still tinkles faintly

Out of a hundred years

The sweetness of the little song.

It sounds like some faint hidden brook

In a lost fairy land

Of the long ago.