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

The Traveller

Anne Deacon

I FOLLOW white roads to the north.

So straight they lie—

Through empty fields to purple hills

Stretched thin against the sky.

Yet, however far they lead,

Sorrow will send

Her messenger, laden to greet me,

At the road’s end.