Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
WavesLouise Townsend Nicholl
O
The little waves are laid,
Each one a new and perfect thing
Which the sea has made.
They come, forever young,
The latest, faintest echoes
Of the song the sea has sung.
I listen ceaselessly,
For fear the echoes die away
And I should hear the sea.