Amy Levy

(1861 - 10 September 1889 / London)

In The Mile End Road - Poem by Amy Levy

How like her! But 'tis she herself,
Comes up the crowded street,
How little did I think, the morn,
My only love to meet!

Whose else that motion and that mien?
Whose else that airy tread?
For one strange moment I forgot
My only love was dead.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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