Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
A Thought When Noon Is HotHarley Graves
From “Songs from the Woods”
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Joy will wash my hands,
Into very joy I shall plunge my arms
And sing;
Joy will sweeten my mouth,
Joy will gladden my throat,
And freshen my very life, when I reach
The spring!