London Streets
London Streets
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Her dewy gladness dull Work took To write dead figures in a book ; And on her high stool, hour by hour, 23 She sits a frail and long-stemmed flower ! And the days drag, each day the same : She is so soft a thing to maim !
She, made for love, of love compact, Has half-forgot the love she lacked ; She waits, a harp of slackened strings : One word of love its music brings. Each hour is but a death she dies : One hand in hers is Paradise.
And when I kiss her lips at night She is a pool of still del...ight, Her low laugh a triumphant thing, Her voice a bird on buoyant wing ; And when I whisper low her name Her soul is but a shaken flame !
Her soul that dreams it is alive The grey ghouls take from nine till five. She adds up figures who to me Is a god-given mystery ! 24 They shut her heart in ledgers up Her heart that is a thirsty cup !
So long her life has bled and bled, They pay dead wages to one dead. Ah, still we chain, our gods to mock, Andromeda upon her rock ! But that young stifled heart of her Unbind me, gods !
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Her dewy gladness dull Work took To write dead figures in a book ; And on her high stool, hour by hour, 23 She sits a frail and long-stemmed flower ! And the days drag, each day the same : She is so soft a thing to maim !
She, made for love, of love compact, Has half-forgot the love she lacked ; She waits, a harp of slackened strings : One word of love its music brings. Each hour is but a death she dies : One hand in hers is Paradise.
And when I kiss her lips at night She is a pool of still del...ight, Her low laugh a triumphant thing, Her voice a bird on buoyant wing ; And when I whisper low her name Her soul is but a shaken flame !
Her soul that dreams it is alive The grey ghouls take from nine till five. She adds up figures who to me Is a god-given mystery ! 24 They shut her heart in ledgers up Her heart that is a thirsty cup !
So long her life has bled and bled, They pay dead wages to one dead. Ah, still we chain, our gods to mock, Andromeda upon her rock ! But that young stifled heart of her Unbind me, gods !
What to read after London Streets?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Arthur Henry Adams to read onlineMoreLess
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