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Alternate Author Name(s): Benet, William Rose, Mrs.
Subject(s): Trolley Cars; City & Town Llife


The rain's cold grains are silver-gray
Sharp as golden sands,
A bell is clanging, people sway
Hanging by their hands.
Supple hands, or gnarled and stiff,
Snatch and catch and grope;
That face is yellow-pale, as if
The fellow swung from rope.
Dull like pebbles, sharp like knives,
Glances strike and glare,
Fingers tangle, Bluebeard's wives
Dangle by the hair.
Orchard of the strangest fruits
Hanging from the skies;
Brothers, yet insensate brutes
Who fear each others' eyes.
One man stands as free men stand
As if his soul might be
Brave, unbroken; see his hand
Nailed to an oaken tree.






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