Amy Levy

(1861 - 10 September 1889 / London)

Ballade Of A Special Edition

Poem by Amy Levy

He comes; I hear him up the street--
Bird of ill omen, flapping wide
The pinion of a printed sheet,
His hoarse note scares the eventide.
Of slaughter, theft, and suicide
He is the herald and the friend;
Now he vociferates with pride--
A double murder in Mile End!

A hanging to his soul is sweet;
His gloating fancy's fain to bide
Where human-freighted vessels meet,
And misdirected trains collide.
With Shocking Accidents supplied,
He tramps the town from end to end.
How often have we heard it cried--
A double murder in Mile End.

War loves he; victory or defeat,
So there be loss on either side.
His tale of horrors incomplete,
Imagination's aid is tried.
Since no distinguished man has died,
And since the Fates, relenting, send
No great catastrophe, he's spied
This double murder in Mile End.

Fiend, get thee gone! no more repeat
Those sounds which do mine ears offend.
It is apocryphal, you cheat,
Your double murder in Mile End.

Comments about Ballade Of A Special Edition by Amy Levy

  • Stephen W (9/7/2016 3:19:00 PM)

    An excellent poem. Things haven't changed for the better in the century that has passed. Media vultures still love gore and disaster.(Report)Reply

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  • Mariah Gonzalez (5/19/2006 7:41:00 PM)

    I like your poem, you should read mine there kinda like yours but not as long(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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