Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Happiness Betrays MeHelen Hoyt
From “The Harp”
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Happiness slays me!
Denial gave me good gifts.
Now freedom is a bondage upon me
And smoothness slackens my feet.
I will find my way back to the thorns;
I will find my way back again to the good thorns and steepness.
Happiness slays me.