Then Cities shall arise, both sweet and fair, In purer regions of the untrammell'd sky, No murky fumes pollute the healing air Where sunny streets in widening prospect vie. Of sickness and disease shall no man die! A happier race in happier climes will prove Health the handmaid of Peace and child of Love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWILIGHT COMES by HAYDEN CARRUTH MIDSUMMER BIRDS by ROBERT FROST LOST ILLUSIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON YOUR WORLD by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LA RONDE DU DIABLE by AMY LOWELL KILLED IN ACTION by ISAAC ROSENBERG |