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Night In The City

Written by: Ellis Parker Butler | Biography
 The sluggish clouds hang low upon the town,
 And from yon lamp in chilled and sodden rays
The feeble light gropes through the heavy mist
 And dies, extinguished in the stagnant maze.
From moisty eaves the drops fall slowly down To strike with leaden sound the walk below, And in dark, murky pools upon the street The water stands, as lacking life to flow.
With hopeless brain, oppressed and sad at heart, Toil’s careworn slave turns out his flickering light And treads in dreams his dulling round again, Where weary day succeeds to dismal night.



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