The street-lamps shine in a yellow line Down the splashy, gleaming street, And the rain is heard now loud now blurred By the tread of homing feet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SEA GYPSY [OR GIPSY] by RICHARD HOVEY THE GARDEN OF PROSERPINE by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE BY BLUE ONTARIO'S SHORE by WALT WHITMAN THE BATTLE AUTUMN OF 1862 by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER GOD EVERYWHERE by ABRAHAM IBN EZRA PROMETHEUS UNBOUND: THE RED SEA by AESCHYLUS THE CONFESSION by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |