Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ON CEDAR STREET, NEW YORK, by HELEN HAY WHITNEY



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ON CEDAR STREET, NEW YORK, by                    
First Line: I, whose totem was a tree
Last Line: "calm and sweet abide with you."
Subject(s): Ancestry & Ancestors; New York City - Streets


I, whose totem was a tree
In the days when earth was new,
Joyous leafy ancestry
Known of twilight and of dew,
Now within this iron wall
Slave of tasks that irk the soul,
To my parents send one call—
That they give me of their dole.

Thro' the roar of alien sound
Grimy noise of work-a-day,
Secretly a voice, half drowned,
Whispers thro' the evening's grey,
"Child, we know the path you tread,
Ghost and manes, we are true:
Cedar spirits, long since dead,
Calm and sweet abide with you."





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