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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A CITY STREET, by MARY HOWITT Poet's Biography First Line: I love the fields, the woods, the streams Last Line: For ever in the city street. Alternate Author Name(s): Botham, Mary | |||
I love the fields, the woods, the streams, The wild flowers fresh and sweet, And yet I love, no less than these, The crowded city street: For haunts of men, where'er they be, A wake my deepest sympathy. I see within the city street Life's most extreme estates, The gorgeous domes of palaces; The prison's doleful gates; The hearths by household virtues blest, The dens that are the serpent's nest. I see the rich man, proudly fed, And richly clothed, pass by; I see the shivering homeless wretch, With hunger in his eye: For life's severest contrasts meet For ever in the city street. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SPIDER AND THE FLY by MARY HOWITT THE USE OF FLOWERS by MARY HOWITT A SWINGING SONG by MARY HOWITT BIRDS IN SUMMER by MARY HOWITT ENGLISH CHURCHES by MARY HOWITT MOUNTAIN CHILDREN by MARY HOWITT SONNET ON TYRE: 1 by MARY HOWITT |
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