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Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp.  The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse.  1922.
London Poets
By Amy Levy (1861–1889)
THEY trod the streets and squares where now I tread,
  With weary hearts, a little while ago;
  When, thin and grey, the melancholy snow
Clung to the leafless branches overhead;
Or when the smoke-veil’d sky grew stormy-red        5
  In autumn; with a re-arisen woe
  Wrestled, what time the passionate spring-winds blow;
And paced scorch’d stones in summer. They are dead.
The sorrow of their souls to them did seem
  As real as mine to me, as permanent.        10
To-day—it is the shadow of a dream,
  The half-forgotten breath of breezes spent.
So shall another soothe his woe supreme—
  No more he comes, who this way came and went.

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