Anthology of Magazine VerseWilliam Stanley Braithwaite Schulte Publishing Company, 1915 Volume for 1958 includes "Anthology of poems from the seventeen previously published Braithwaite anthologies." |
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Amy Lowell Angeles Graphic Anthology April Arthur August BALLAD beauty Bellman bird Bookman Boom Boston Transcript breath Bynner Century Magazine Colonnade dark dead death December dream earth Edgar Lee Masters eyes face February flame flower Forum garden glory golden grace Harper's Magazine heart Imagist January John Gould Fletcher July June laughing Laughter Little Review look Louis Untermeyer lyrical Magazine of Verse March Masses mood moon mystery N. Y. Times Magazine N. Y. Times Review never night North American Review November October peace poems Poet Lore poetic Poetry Journal Reedy's Mirror Republic Review of Books Richard rose Sara Teasdale Scribner's Magazine September shadow silence sing SLEEP Smart Set smile SONG Sonnets soul Southern Woman's Magazine spirit Spoon River stars thing thou trans trees vision voice volume William Stanley Braithwaite wind wings Yale Review young zine Zoe Akins
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