Crowned on the twilight battlefield, there bends. _Percy MacKaye_ 125 Dawn this morning burned all red. _Vachel Lindsay_ 14 Death, I say, my heart is bowed. _Edna St. Vincent Millay_ 72 Do ye hear ’em sternly soundin’ through the noises of the street? _E. Sutton_ 131 Embracing the woman I love, I stood by the stream that circles the town I love in the peace of the Summer night. _Edmond McKenna_ 116 Flesh unto flowers. _Edward J. O’Brien_ 33 Flushed from a fairy flagon. _Witter Bynner_ 64 Fools, fools, fools! _Witter Bynner_ 109 “Give the engines room. _Vachel Lindsay_ 36 God sat down with the farmer. _Frederick Erastus Pierce_ 56 Go, little sorrows! From the evening wood. _Charlotte Wilson_ 136 Half artist and half anchorite. _Percy MacKaye_ 109 He marched away with a blithe young score of him. _Ruth Comfort Mitchell_ 121 Here in the lonely chapel I will wait. _John Erskine_ 100 He was straight and strong, and his eyes were blue. _Amelia Josephine Burr_ 75 How shall we keep an armed neutrality? _Percy MacKaye_ 124 If you should cease to love me, tell me so! _Corinne Roosevelt Robinson_ 92 I had no heart to write to thee in prose. _Richard Le Gallienne_ 106 I have known joy and woe and toil and fight. _Berton Braley_ 32 I love the stony pasture. _Bliss Carman_ 9 In the fair picture of my life’s estate. _Arthur Davison Ficke_ 77 In the silence of a midnight lost, lost forevermore. _George Sterling_ 34 I stooped to the silent earth and lifted a handful of her dust. _James Oppenheim_ 73 I will tread on the golden grass of my bright field. _Laura Campbell_ 67