As a girl no one gallantly attends Sets forth for home at mIdnIght from a fnend's She tries to make it In one catch of breath, And thIS is not because she thInks of death. The city seems Intopplmg from a heIght, But she can trust it not to fall tonight. (It will be tal{en down before it falls.) There scarcely IS a lIght In all ItS walls Except beside a safe insIde a bank (For whICh assurance Mammon IS to thank). But there are lIttle street lIghts she should trust So jewel steady In the wInd and dust. Her fear IS beIng spoken by the rude, And havIng her exposule misconstrued. May I In my brIef bolt across the scene Not be mIsunderstood in what I mean. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEDICATIONS AND INSCRIPTIONS: 6. GRUACH by GORDON BOTTOMLEY AUTUMN WOODS by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WHEN HE WOULD HAVE HIS VERSES READ by ROBERT HERRICK THE CLIFF SWALLOWS by DEBRA NYSTROM THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY by WALT WHITMAN THE TELLTALE by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN WHAT THE ENGINE SAYS by ALEXANDER ANDERSON |