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...CHAMBER MUSIC: 18 by JAMES JOYCE OPPOSITES by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE FIDDLING WOOD by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET CONTRA MORTEM: THE VILLAGE by HAYDEN CARRUTH GETHSEMANE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |