|The western side of London was considered to house the upper class, elite and wealthy. The town he mentions, Belgrave square was a notably fasionable area; written in 1867.|
Crouched on the pavement, close by Belgrave Square
A tramp I saw, ill, moody, and tongue-tied.
A babe was in her arms, and at her side
A girl; their clothes were rags, their feet were bare.
Some labouring men, whose work lay somewhere there,
Passed opposite; she touched her girl, who hied
Across, and begged and came back satisfied.
The rich she had let pass with frozen stare.
Thought I: "Above her state this spirit towers;
She will not ask of aliens, but of friends,
Of sharers in a common human fate.
She turns from that cold succour, which attends
The unknown little from the unknowing great,
And points us to a better time than ours."
|This work published before January 1, 1923 is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.|