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New York Nocturnes, and Other Poems

The Street Lamps

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Eyes of the city, Keeping your sleepless watch from sun to sun, Is it for pity You tremble, seeing innocence undone; Or do you laugh, to think men thus should set Spies on the folly day would fain forget?

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