| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917. |
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| 367. In Memoriam F. O. S. |
| | | By Sara Teasdale |
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| YOU go a long and lovely journey, | |
| For all the stars, like burning dew, | |
| Are luminous and luring footprints | |
| Of souls adventurous as you. | |
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| Oh, if you lived on earth elated, | 5 |
| How is it now that you can run | |
| Free of the weight of flesh and faring | |
| Far past the birthplace of the sun? | |
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