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

Paderewski

Dorothy Dudley

Chicago: February sixth, 1916

LET the sun weep and the moon shed tears—

A sun god is ravaged,

Poland dying, and cold.

“We saw babies sucking beet roots,

Wrapped in rags;

Starvation, ruin, mould.”

Let great elegance weep, fierceness and pride:

There, in front of Poland’s flag,

Paderewski, passionate, cold.

And the light flamed of Poland’s years.

And Chopin from her crags—

A clear proud story told.

Let the sun weep and the moon his bride:

Great art is ravaged,

Poland desolate and cold.