The shadows lay along Broadway, 'T was near the twilight-tide, And slowly there a lady fair Was walking in her pride. Alone walked she; but viewlessly, Walked spirits at her side. Peace charmed the street beneath her feet, And Honor charmed the air; And all astir looked kind on her, And called her good as fair, -- For all God ever gave to her She kept with chary care. She kept with care her beauties rare From lovers warm and true, For her heart was cold to all but gold, And the rich came not to woo, -- But honored well are charms to sell If priests the selling do. Now walking there was one more fair, -- A slight girl, lily-pale; And she had unseen company To make th spirit quail, -- 'Twixt Want and Scorn she walked forlorn, And nothing could avail. No mercy now can clear her brow For this world's peace to pray; For, as love's wild prayer dissolved in air, Her woman's heart gave way! -- But the sin forgiven by Christ in heaven By man is cursed alway! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GLOUCESTER MOORS by WILLIAM VAUGHN MOODY THE GILLYFLOWER OF GOLD by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) RUMORS FROM AN AEOLIAN HARP by HENRY DAVID THOREAU LINES TO A BEAUTIFUL AND BUS-RIDING LADY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS BLACKMWORE MAIDENS by WILLIAM BARNES OVERTONES by CHARLES GRANGER BLANDEN TO ONE WITH A SPRING NOSEGAY by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |