By Harriet Monroe 1860–1936 Harriet Monroe
         Great soldier of the fighting clan,
Across Port Arthur's frowning face of stone
You drew the battle sword of old Japan,
And struck the White Tsar from his Asian throne.

         Once more the samurai sword
Struck to the carved hilt in your loyal hand,
That not alone your heaven-descended lord
Should meanly wander in the spirit land.

         Your own proud way, O eastern star,
Grandly at last you followed. Out it leads
To that high heaven where all the heroes are,
Lovers of death for causes and for creeds.

Source: Poetry (November 1912).


This poem originally appeared in the November 1912 issue of Poetry magazine

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November 1912
 Harriet  Monroe


As founder and editor of Poetry: A Magazine of Verse, Harriet Monroe became instrumental in the "poetry renaissance" of the early twentieth century by managing a forum that allowed poets and poetry to gain American exposure. In the Dictionary of Literary Biography, Daniel J. Cahill and Laura Ingram wrote: "The abundant richness of this movement might well have been less spectacular without the encouragement and vitality which . . .

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Poems by Harriet Monroe

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SUBJECT Religion, Living, History & Politics, Social Commentaries, War & Conflict, Other Religions, Death

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

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