“God pity all the
homeless ones,
The beggars pacing to and fro.
God pity all the poor to-night
Who walk the lamp-lit streets of snow.”—American lyric poet Sara Teasdale (1884-1933), “A Winter Night,” originally published in Helen of Troy and Other Poems (1911), reprinted in Collected Poems of Sara Teasdale (1966)
Unlike the scene in this
poem, what I saw looking out my window last night was steady rain rather than
snow. But it looked and sounded dismal—and wet—and with the wind whipping up
periodically, it was easy to imagine it being as raw as what Teasdale
described.
The beggars pacing to and fro.
God pity all the poor to-night
Who walk the lamp-lit streets of snow.”—American lyric poet Sara Teasdale (1884-1933), “A Winter Night,” originally published in Helen of Troy and Other Poems (1911), reprinted in Collected Poems of Sara Teasdale (1966)
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