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

Lullaby

Henry Bellamann

TEARS for your pink, curled hands—

They must strain to hold

The smoke-thin garments of a dream.

Tears for your still eyes—

They must be pierced

By the keen blades of beauty.

Tears for your flower feet—

They must bloom like first spring

On wintry plains.

Tears, tears for your eyes,

And pink, curled hands,

And blossom feet—tears!