If you haven't the push-cart mind, can't nose your way in amongst, out ahead of your competitors, buffeting them aside, dumping them over, if need be, driving up to the curb, first and foremost and loudest, hawking your wares ten times louder than they and selling them ten times cheaper -- squeezing them down, choking them bankrupt -- a cent against a dime, a dime against a dollar -- and can't escape the hundred-eyed, hundred-eared minion of the law who's with you if you win, but God help you if you lose: New York, the sublimation of Hester Street, will hardly be the place with a pocket-book like yours for you to buy a coffin to be buried in. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COWPER'S GRAVE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE INQUEST by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES EPITAPH ON THE ADMIRABLE DRAMATIC POET, WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE by JOHN MILTON LINCOLN by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 8. TO MINNIE (WITH A HAND-GLASS) by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE FOUR ZOAS: NIGHTS THE FIFTH AND SIXTH by WILLIAM BLAKE TRENCH RAID NEAR HOOGE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |