Death & Dying
In the Mile End Road
From A London Plane-Tree, and Other Verse
Death & Dying
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.
Cite this poem
MLA
Levy, Amy. “In the Mile End Road.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/levy/44/.
Chicago
Levy, Amy. “In the Mile End Road.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/levy/44/.
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