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

The Mystery

By Ralph Hodgson

HE came and took me by the hand

Up to a red rose tree,

He kept His meaning to Himself

But gave a rose to me.

I did not pray Him to lay bare

The mystery to me;

Enough the rose was Heaven to smell,

And His own face to see.