Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Song for a Small Boy Who Herds GoatsYvor Winters
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On earth there is none,
Rough as the wind
And brown as the sun.
Brown as the sun;
I creep on the mountains
And never am done.
Trample on the sun!—
Sharp ears, stiff as wind,
Point the way to run!
Knows himself one?
Life is in lichens
That sleep as they run.