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

Amecameca

Grace Hazard Conkling

From “Songs for Places”
Old Mexico

I CLIMB the sacred hillside

Up through the evening blue:

The ancient steps are silvered

By starlight and the dew.

And if the gray church vanish,

My soul may worship still,

For God has hung the Southern Cross

Above the kneeling hill.