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

Early Morning at Bargis

Hermann Hagedorn

CLEAR air and grassy lea,

Stream-song and cattle-bell—

Dear man, what fools are we

In prison-walls to dwell!

To live our days apart

From green things and wide skies,

And let the wistful heart

Be cut and crushed with lies!

Bright peaks!—And suddenly

Light floods the placid dell,

The grass-tops brush my knee:

A good crop it will be,

So all is well!

Oh, man, what fools are we

In prison-walls to dwell!