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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AT THE SHRINE, by RICHARD KENDALL MUNKITTRICK
First Line: A pale italian peasant
Last Line: Are sold on barclay street.
Subject(s): Immigrants; New York City; Prayer; Emigrant; Emigration; Immigration; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple
First Line: A pale italian peasant
Last Line: Are sold on barclay street.
Subject(s): Immigrants; New York City; Prayer; Emigrant; Emigration; Immigration; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple
A PALE Italian peasant,
Beside the dusty way,
Upon this morning pleasant
Kneels in the sun to pray.
Silent in her devotion,
With fervent glance she pleads;
Her fingers' only motion,
Telling her amber beads.
Dreaming of ilex bowers
Beyond the purple brine,
Once more she sees the flowers
Bloom at the wayside shrine.
And, while the mad crowd jostles,
She, with a visage sweet,
Prays where the bisque apostles
Are sold on Barclay Street.
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