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THE CITY, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE First Line: Much have we cursed the city. It has been Last Line: By secret acts of broad humanity. Subject(s): Cities; Humanity; Urban Life | ||||||||
MUCH have we cursed the city. It has been Reviled of old as Mammon's very own, A heartless labyrinth of steel and stone Devoid of pity, peace and love; wherein The gilded gamblers cast the dice of sin, And with their wanton wages build a throne To Moloch Greed, deaf to the undertone Of ominous woe which wails beneath the din. Yet have we this dark picture overpainted, Remembering not that Faith and Charity Walk even in the marts with vices tainted, And cities shelter Him of Galilee, While there are kindly men whose souls are sainted By secret acts of broad humanity. | Other Poems of Interest...THINGS (FOR AN INDIAN) TO DO IN NEW YORK (CITY) by SHERMAN ALEXIE THE CITY REVISITED by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET PRAISE PSALM OF THE CITY-DWELLER by APRIL BERNARD TEN OXHERDING PICTURES: ENTERING THE CITY WITH BLISS-BESTOWING HANDS by LUCILLE CLIFTON THE CITY OF THE OLESHA FRUIT by NORMAN DUBIE DISCOVERING THE PHOTOGRAPH OF LLOYD, EARL, AND PRISCILLA by LYNN EMANUEL |
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