Down stucco sidestreets,
Where light is pewter
And afternoon mist
Brings lights on in shops
Above race-guides and rosaries,
A funeral passes.
The hearse is ahead,
But after there follows
A troop of streetwalkers
In wide flowered hats,
Leg-of-mutton sleeves,
And ankle-length dresses.
There is an air of great friendliness,
As if they were honouring
One they were fond of;
Some caper a few steps,
Skirts held skilfully
(Someone claps time),
And of great sadness also.
As they wend away
A voice is heard singing
Of Kitty, or Katy,
As if the name meant once
All love, all beauty.
End of the poem
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- Hope by Swaraj Prasad
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- Жан де Лафонтен – Скупой, потерявший свое богатство
- Two Hundred Years After by Siegfried Sassoon
- Robert Burns: Another [Epigram On The Said Occasion… On A Henpecked Country Squire]:
- Continual Conversation With A Silent Man by Wallace Stevens
- Федор Сологуб – В этот час
- Николай Глазков – Рассчитывая на успех
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- Amabel by Thomas Hardy
- Excelsior. by Walt Whitman
- Иван Бунин – Богиня
- Владимир Степанов – Синичка в электричке
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Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
Philip Arthur Larkin (1922-1985), Commander of the Order of the British Empire, a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, Cavalier of the Order of the Companions of Honour, was an English poet, novelist, and librarian.