Arthur William Symons (Артур Саймонс (Симонс))
A Winter’s Night
The pale moon shining from a pallid sky Lit half the street, and over half she laid Her folded mantle; through the dark-browed shade White windows glittered, each a watchful eye. The dim wet pavement lit irregularly With shimmering streaks of gaslight, faint and frayed, Shone luminous green where sheets of glass displayed Long breadths of faded blinds mechanically. the night was very still; above, below, No sound, no breath, no change in anything; Only, across the squares of damp lit street, Shooting a mocking double from his feet, With vague uncertain steps went to and fro A solitary shadow wandering.
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1822