Crouched on the pavement close by Belgrave Square A tramp I saw, ill, moody, and tongue-tied; A babe was in her arms, and at her side A girl; their clothes were rags, their feet were bare. Some laboring men, whose work lay somewhere there, Passed opposite; she touched her girl, who hied Across, and begged, and came back satisfied. The rich she had let pass with frozen stare. Thought I: Above her state this spirit towers; She will not ask of aliens, but of friends, Of sharers in a common human fate. She turns from that cold succour, which attends The unknown little from the unknowing great, And points us to a better time than ours. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALBERT SIDNEY JOHNSTON [APRIL 6, 1862] by KATE BROWNLEE SHERWOOD ELEGIAC SONNET: 2. WRITTEN AT THE CLOSE OF SPRING by CHARLOTTE SMITH AVIENUS: TO HIS FRIENDS by RUFUS FESTUS AVIENUS TO DR. PRIESTLEY. DEC. 29, 1792 by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD LILIES: 6. MY BELOVED by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) THE ADVANCE GUARD by BERTON BRALEY THE KNIGHTS by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN DOVECOTT MILL: 12. THE BABY by PHOEBE CARY WRITTEN BY DESIRE OF A LADY ON ANGRY, PETULANT, KITCHEN-MAID by JANE CAVE |