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Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948). The Second Book of Modern Verse. 1922.

Wide Haven

TIRED of man’s futile, petty cry,

Of lips that lie and flout,

I saw the slow sun dim and die

And the slim dusk slip out …

Life held no room for doubt.

What though Death claim the ones I prize

In War’s insane crusade,

Last night I saw Orion rise

And the great day-star fade,

And I am not dismayed.