Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

You

I GO my way complacently,

As self-respecting persons should.

You are to me the rebel thought,

You are the wayward rebel mood.

What shall we share who are separate?

We part—as alien persons should.

But oh, I have need of the rebel thought,

And a wicked urge to the rebel mood!