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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SONG OF LONDON, by ROSAMUND MARRIOTT WATSON Poet's Biography First Line: The sun's on the pavement Last Line: They're all the world to me. Alternate Author Name(s): Tomson, Graham R. Subject(s): London | |||
THE sun's on the pavement, The current comes and goes, And the grey streets of London They blossom like the rose. Crowned with the spring sun, Vistas fair and free; What joy that waits not? What that may not be? The blue-bells may beckon, The cuckoo call—and yet— The grey streets of London I never may forget. O fair shines the gold moon On blossom-clustered eaves, But bright blinks the gas-lamp Between the linden leaves. And the green country meadows Are fresh and fine to see, But the grey streets of London They're all the world to me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WHARF ON THAMES-SIDE: WINTER DAWN by LAURENCE BINYON THE IDLER'S CALENDAR: MAY. THE LONDON SEASON by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT A LONDON THOROUGHFARE, 2 A.M. by AMY LOWELL SPRING WIND IN LONDON by KATHERINE MANSFIELD A BALLAD OF WHITECHAPEL by ISAAC ROSENBERG LONDON, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE A SOUTH COAST IDYLL by ROSAMUND MARRIOTT WATSON |
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