Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
To a Captive CraneHamlin Garland
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Is thy heart hot with restless pain?
I heard the call thy bugle blew
Here by the bleak and chilling main
(Whilst round me shaven parks are spread
And cindered drives wind on and on);
And at thy cry, thy lifted head,
My gladdened heart was westward drawn.
To my lone heart the prairie springs.