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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BEAUTY OF A CITY, by ELIZABETH DAWSON
First Line: The beauty of a city seems to be
Last Line: In the rain; and smiles on passing faces.
Subject(s): Cities; Urban Life
First Line: The beauty of a city seems to be
Last Line: In the rain; and smiles on passing faces.
Subject(s): Cities; Urban Life
The beauty of a city seems to be
Not in the architecture, or a spire,
Nor edifice, or spider-work of wire;
For beauty is too wild, untamed, and free
To stay concrete, inert, for all to see,
Dressing a structure in the drab attire
That clothes embodiments of our desire
To build in stone, some strange hyperbole.
The beauty of a city seems aloof --
Long undiscovered by a stranger there,
But we, who daily weave its warp and woof,
May pick the tangled threads up everywhere:
It is the friendliness of market places
In the rain; and smiles on passing faces.
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