Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
From the Misery of Don JoostWallace Stevens
From “Sur Ma Guzzla Gracile”
I
And my body, the old animal,
Knows nothing more.
And were themselves the genii
Of their own ends.
Of sun and slaves, breeding and death,
The old animal—
And sight, and all there was of the storm—
Knows nothing more.