Fifth Avenue At Night

Like moonstones drooping from a fair queen's ears
The pale lights seem--
White gems that shimmer when the dark appears
And the old dream--

The ancient dream that comes with every night
Through the long street--
The quiet and the shadows, and the light
Tread of far feet.

by Charles Hanson Towne

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