Straw in the street where I pass to-day
Dulls the sound of the wheels and feet.
'Tis for a failing life they lay
Straw in the street.
Here, where the pulses of London beat,
Someone strives with the Presence grey;
Ah, is it victory or defeat?
The hurrying people go their way,
Pause and jostle and pass and greet;
For life, for death, are they treading, say
Straw in the street?
Straw In The Street
Amy Levy
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Poem topics: death, london, people, victory, sound, Valentine's Day, life, street, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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