Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
An Old Mans WearinessArthur L. Phelps
I
Where the dim-faced waters are quietly singing.
There is peace there, and a deep old happiness
That the drake knows when he is tired of winging
The far heights, and avoiding
The craft of the grey hunter.
And now I am weary and in much need of learning
What still peace is. I need the voice of the sedges
That knows not any of the old earth yearning
And its cry, but is quiet,
Like the air and the water.