City Vignettes

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<Helen of Troy and Other Poems

I: Dawn

The greenish sky glows up in misty reds,
      The purple shadows turn to brick and stone,
The dreams wear thin, men turn upon their beds,
      And hear the milk-cart jangle by alone.

II: Dusk

The city's street, a roaring blackened stream
      Walled in by granite, thro' whose thousand eyes
A thousand yellow lights begin to gleam,
      And over all the pale untroubled skies.

III: Rain at Night

The street-lamps shine in a yellow line
      Down the splashy, gleaming street,
And the rain is heard now loud now blurred
      By the tread of homing feet.