Poems of Sidney Lanier/Street Cries/Introduction

by Sidney Lanier

STREET-CRIES.

 

Oft seems the Time a market-town
Where many merchant-spirits meet
Who up and down and up and down
Cry out along the street

Their needs, as wares; one thus, one so:
Till all the ways are full of sound:
—But still come rain, and sun, and snow,
And still the world goes round.