Amy Levy (Эми Леви)

Straw in the Street

STRAW in the street where I pass to-day
Dulls the sound of the wheels and feet.
'Tis for a failing life, they lay
                Straw in the street.

Here, where the pulses of London beat,
Someone strives with the presence, grey;
Ah, is it victory or defeat?

The hurrying people go their way,
Pause and jostle and pass and greet;
For life, for death, are they treading, say,
                Straw in the street? 

1. Translated from Geibel
2. In the Mile End Road
3. Cambridge in the Long
4. In the Black Forest
5. Sinfonia Eroica

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