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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. (1878–1962). Anthology of Magazine Verse for 1920.

Her Way

YOU loved the hay in the meadow,

Flowers at noon,

The high cloud’s long shadow,

Honey of June,

The flaming woodways tangled

With Fall on the hill,

The towering night star-spangled

And winter-still.

And you loved firelight faces

The hearth, the home—

Your mind on golden traces,

London or Rome—

On quaintly-colored spaces

Where heavens glow

With his quaint saints embraces—

Angelico.

In cloister and highway

(Gold of God’s dust!)

And many an elfin byway

You put your trust—

A crock and a table,

Love’s end of day,

And light of a storied stable

Where kings must pray.

Somewhere there is a village

For you and me,

Hayfield, hearth, and tillage—

Where can it be?

Prayers when birds awake,

Daily bread,

Toil for His sunlit sake

Who raised us dead.

With this in mind you moved

Through love and pain.

Hard though the long road proved,

You turned again

With a heart that knew its trust

Not ill-bestowed.

With this you light the dust

That clouds my road.

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