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Louis Untermeyer, ed. (1885–1977). Modern American Poetry.  1919.
John Hall Wheelock. 1886–
116. Sunday Evening in the Common
LOOK—on the topmost branches of the world 
  The blossoms of the myriad stars are thick; 
  Over the huddled rows of stone and brick, 
A few, sad wisps of empty smoke are curled 
  Like ghosts, languid and sick.         5
One breathless moment now the city's moaning 
  Fades, and the endless streets seem vague and dim; 
  There is no sound around the whole world's rim, 
Save in the distance a small band is droning 
  Some desolate old hymn.  10
Van Wyck, how often have we been together 
  When this same moment made all mysteries clear; 
  —The infinite stars that brood above us here, 
And the gray city in the soft June weather, 
  So tawdry and so dear!  15

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