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

Beauty

Leon Herald

From “A Trifoliate”

OVER beauty I am a weeping willow.

I begged of God to grant me a look at beauty,

And He sent me traveling a billion years

To come to this world.

I came my way an empty vessel, longing for beauty.

I shall go my way fulfilled, glorifying beauty.

When I look on beauty

I secure a day’s provision;

Thus I accumulate food for another billion years.

When I see beauty

It propels wheels in me,

And puts me in communication with God instantly,

To thank Him that I am arrived.

My only grief in life is to see a thing without beauty.

Over beauty I am a weeping willow.