Comments about Alexander Anderson
City And Village
Once again within the city, 'mid its multitudinous din,
Stand I, while, as sinks a leaf when left by the uncertain wind,
So the daily village quiet, and the calm I had within,
Shrinks before the magic contact of the ever-shaping mind.
In the village life is sluggish, waking up but for a space,
As the engines shriek and whistle down by hill and wooded glen;
But here a mightier striving stamps itself upon my race—
Here are all the active ages, and the tramp of busy men.