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New
York Nocturnes and Other Poems
by
Charles G.D. Roberts
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Night
in a Down-town Street
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Not
in the eyed, expectant gloom,
Where soaring peaks repose
And incommunicable space
Companions with the snows;
Not in the glimmering dusk that crawls
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Upon
the clouded sea,
Where bourneless wave on bourneless wave
Complains continually;
Not in the palpable dark of woods
Where groping hands clutch fear,
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Does
Night her deeps of solitude
Reveal unveiled as here.
The street is a grim canon carved
In the eternal stone,
That knows no more the rushing stream
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anciently has known.
The emptying tide of life has drained
The iron channel dry.
Strange winds from the forgotten day
Draw down, and dream, and sigh.
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The narrow heaven, the desolate moon
Made wan with endless years,
Seem less immeasurably remote
Than laughter, love, or tears. |
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