Page:The Unconquered Air, Coates, 1912.djvu/91

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IN A TENEMENT

For once I held them in my hand—
 Far off from this dull street!—
And looked down in their hearts and saw
 The tracks of fairy feet.


I dream at night of that strange place,
 And in my dream, quite near,
They dance about before my face,—
 The fairies kind and dear;
And, oh, I want to go to them!
 You see, they can't come here.