Poems of Sidney Lanier/Street Cries/Introduction
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STREET-CRIES.
Oft seems the Time a market-townWhere many merchant-spirits meetWho up and down and up and downCry out along the street
Their needs, as wares; one thus, one so:Till all the ways are full of sound:—But still come rain, and sun, and snow,And still the world goes round.