| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | In This Hotel | | By Emanuel Carnevali |
| | From The Splendid Commonplace THE HEADWAITER says: | |
| Nice day to-day! | |
| He smiles sentimentally. | |
| The headwaiter says: | |
| It will rain to-day! | 5 |
| He frowns gracefully. | |
| Those are the greetings, every morning, | |
| To every old lady, | |
| And every old gent, | |
| And every old rogue, | 10 |
| And every young couple | |
| To every guest. | |
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| And I, who do not sleep, who wait and watch for the dawn, | |
| One day I would come down to the world. | |
| I would have a trumpet as powerful as the wind, | 15 |
| And I would trumpet out to the world | |
| The splendid commonplace: | |
| Nice day to-day! | |
| And another day I would cry out in despair, | |
| It will rain to-day! | 20 |
| For every old lady, | |
| And every old gent, | |
| And every old rogue, | |
| And every young couple | |
| Are they not guests in this hotel, | 25 |
| Where the ceiling is the sky | |
| And the floor is the earth, | |
| And the rooms are the houses? | |
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| But I, Ithis wretched, tired thing | |
| May I ask for a job | 30 |
| As headwaiter | |
| Of this hotel? | | | | |
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