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

The Last Song of Bilitis

Margaret Widdemer

From “Voices of Women”

UNDER dusky laurel leaf,

Scarlet leaf of rose,

I lie prone, who have known

All a woman knows.

Love and grief and motherhood,

Fame and mirth and scorn,

These are all shall befall

Any woman born.

Jewel-laden are my hands,

Tall my stone above—

Do not weep that I sleep,

Who was wise in love.

Where I walk, a shadow gray

Through gray asphodel,

I am glad, who have had

All that life can tell.