| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 765. Medusa |
| | | By Robert Kelley Weeks |
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| ONE calm and cloudless winter night, | |
| Under a moonless sky, | |
| Whence I had seen the gracious light | |
| Of sunset fade and die, | |
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| I stood alone a little space, | 5 |
| Where tree nor building bars | |
| Its outlook, in a desert place, | |
| The best to see the stars. | |
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| No sound was in the frosty air, | |
| No light below the skies; | 10 |
| I looked above, and unaware | |
| Looked in Medusa’s eyes:— | |
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| The eyes that neither laugh nor weep, | |
| That neither hope nor fear, | |
| That neither watch nor dream nor sleep | 15 |
| Nor sympathize nor sneer; | |
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| The eyes that neither spurn nor choose | |
| Nor question nor reply, | |
| That neither pardon nor accuse, | |
| That yield not nor defy; | 20 |
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| The eyes that hide not nor reveal, | |
| That trust not nor betray, | |
| That acquiesce not nor appeal,— | |
| The eyes that never pray. | |
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| O love that will not be forgot! | 25 |
| O love that leaves alone! | |
| O love that blinds and blesses not! | |
| O love that turns to stone! | |
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