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

To a Child Twenty Years Hence

Arthur Davison Ficke

YOU shall remember dimly,

Through mists of far-away,

Her whom, our lips set grimly,

We carried forth today.

But when, in days hereafter,

Unfolding time shall bring

Knowledge of love and laughter

And trust and triumphing,—

Then from some face the fairest,

From some most joyous breast,

Garner what there is rarest

And happiest and best,—

The youth, the light the rapture

Of eager April grace,—

And in that sweetness, capture

Your mother’s far-off face.

And all the mists shall perish

That have between you moved.

You shall see her you cherish;

And love, as we have loved.