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

At the Banquet

Eunice Tietjens

From “Facets”

ABOVE the wine and cigarettes,

Below the jest that flies,

I catch with half-amused insistence—

A throb of music in the distance—

Your eyes!

They knit the wine and jest together

In deeper harmonies;

With my own thoughts they interlace

Like some strange contrapuntal bass—

Your eyes…..

The words we speak say all—and nothing.

In them no mystery lies;

Only, between my soul and sense

Steal, half amused and half intense,

Your eyes.