The train through the night of the town, Through a blackness broken in twain By the sudden finger of streets; Lights, red, yellow, and brown, From curtain and window-pane, The flashing eyes of the streets. Night, and the rush of the train, A cloud of smoke through the town, Scaring the life of the streets; And the leap of the heart again, Out into the night, and down The dazzling vista of streets! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RAND MCNALLY ATLAS by KAREN SWENSON IN MEMORY OF WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE THE SORROW OF LOVE (1) by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS TO A WILD BEE by MARY ANN BROWNE SINGING FAITH by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |