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

Hill-born

Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

From “Battle”

I SOMETIMES wonder if it’s really true

I ever knew

Another life

Than this unending strife

With unseen enemies in lowland mud;

And wonder if my blood

Thrilled ever to the tune

Of clean winds blowing through an April noon

Mile after sunny mile

On the green ridges of the Windy Gile.