CITY of orgies, walks and joys!
City whom that I have lived and sung in your midst will one day make
Not the pageants of you--not your shifting tableaux, your spectacles,
Not the interminable rows of your houses--nor the ships at the
Nor the processions in the streets, nor the bright windows, with
goods in them;
Nor to converse with learn'd persons, or bear my share in the soiree
Tuesday, December 31, 2002