TO Covent Garden people stream To drink the music there; Upon the curb we stay to dream With melody more rare: Sing on, enchanted minstrel-girl, Thou artless, young, and fair! The 'busses in Southampton Row, The jingling hansoms here, Bear London, heedless, to and fro In search of evening cheer: For us thou art enough, dear voice Forgetful-sweet and clear! Our daylong toil but goes to win Another toilsome day; Play on, oblivious violin! Soft harp, beseech thee, play! And thou, pale girl with eyes aflame, Sing on for us who stay! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ABANDONED RANCH, BIG BEND by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE IMPOSSIBLE INDISPENSIBILITY OF THE ARS POETICA by HAYDEN CARRUTH A SUMMER'S GARDEN by ROBERT FROST EPITAPH IN A CHURCH-YARD IN CHARLESTON, SOUTH CAROLINA by AMY LOWELL DOMESDAY BOOK: THE VERDICT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |