THOMAS BURKE
Reading edition
Author of "Limehouse Nights."
NEW YORK HENRY HOLT AND COMPANY 1918
First published in 1915 Popular Edition . 1918
CITY DUSK The day dies in a wrath of cloud, Flecking her roofs with pallid rain, And dies its music, harsh and loud, Struck from the tiresome strings of pain. Her highways leap to festal bloom, And swallow-swift the traffic skims O'er sudden shoals of light and gloom, Made lovelier where the distance dims. Robed by her tiring-maid, the dusk, The town lies in a silvered bower, As, from a miserable husk, The lily robes herself with flower. And all her tangled streets are gay, And all her rudenesses are gone; For, howso pitiless the day, The evening brings delight alone.
BY THE SAME AUTHOR
LIMEHOUSE NIGHTS: Tales of Chinatown TWINKLETOES.
TO MY MOTHER WHO STILL ENJOYS A NIGHT IN TOWN