| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | The Reawakening | | By Walter de la Mare |
| | | GREEN in light are the hills, and a calm wind flowing | |
| Filleth the void with a flood of the fragrance of spring. | |
| Wings in this mansion of life are coming and going; | |
| Voices of unseen loveliness carol and sing. | |
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| Colored with buds of delight the boughs are swaying; | 5 |
| Beauty walks in the woods, and wherever she rove | |
| Flowers from wintry sleep, her enchantment obeying, | |
| Stir in the deep of her dream, reawaken to love. | |
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| Oh, now begone sullen care!—this light is my seeing; | |
| I am the Palace, and mine are its windows and walls; | 10 |
| Daybreak is come, and life from the darkness of being | |
| Springs, like a child from the womb, when the lonely one calls. | | | | |
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