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

The Fear

Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

From “Battle”

I DO not fear to die

’Neath the open sky,

To meet death in the fight

Face to face, upright.

But when at last we creep

Into a hole to sleep,

I tremble, cold with dread,

Lest I wake up dead.