_Certain poems in this volume have appeared in “The Dial,” “The New Age,” “The Little Review,” “Poetry,” and private issues of Egoist and Ovid Press._ Shades of Callimachus, Coan ghosts of Philetas It is in your grove I would walk, I who come first from the clear font Bringing the Grecian orgies into Italy, and the dance into Italy. Who hath taught you so subtle a measure, in what hall have you heard it; What foot beat out your time-bar, what water has mellowed your whistles?…
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