The shadows lay along Broadway, 'T was near the twilight-tide, And slowly there a lady fair Was walking in her pride. Alone walked she; but viewlessly, Walked spirits at her side. Peace charmed the street beneath her feet, And Honor charmed the air; And all astir looked kind on her, And called her good as fair, -- For all God ever gave to her She kept with chary care. She kept with care her beauties rare From lovers warm and true, For her heart was cold to all but gold, And the rich came not to woo, -- But honored well are charms to sell If priests the selling do. Now walking there was one more fair, -- A slight girl, lily-pale; And she had unseen company To make th spirit quail, -- 'Twixt Want and Scorn she walked forlorn, And nothing could avail. No mercy now can clear her brow For this world's peace to pray; For, as love's wild prayer dissolved in air, Her woman's heart gave way! -- But the sin forgiven by Christ in heaven By man is cursed alway! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BOSTON ATHENAEUM by AMY LOWELL THEY SAY - . by JEAN STARR UNTERMEYER DENIAL [OR, DENIALL] by GEORGE HERBERT HOW VIOLETS CAME BLUE by ROBERT HERRICK A ROUGH RHYME ON A ROUGH MATTER; THE ENGLISH GAME LAWS by CHARLES KINGSLEY AT THE SHRINE by RICHARD KENDALL MUNKITTRICK AT FREDERICKSBURG [DECEMBER 13, 1862] by JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 34 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH EPITAPH ON NOISY POLEMIC (BURNS'S 'BLETH'RIN BITCH') by ROBERT BURNS |