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Ballads and Lyrics of Socialism 1883-1908 . Nesbit, E. (Edith), 1858–1924.
page: 39


  • IN all my work, in all the children’s play,
  • I hear the ceaseless hum of London near;
  • It cries to me, I cannot choose but hear
  • Its never‐ending wail, by night and day.
  • So many millions—is it vain to pray
  • That all may win such peace as I have here,
  • With books, and work, and little children dear?—
  • That flowers like mine may grow along their way?
  • Through all my happy life I hear the cry,
  • The exceeding bitter cry of human pain,
  • And shudder as the deathless wail sweeps by.
  • I can do nothing—even hope in vain
  • That the bright light of peace and purity
  • In those lost souls may ever shine again!