WEST LONDON
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rouch'd on the pavement, close by Belgrave Square,° °1A tramp I saw, ill, moody, and tongue-tied.A babe was in her arms, and at her sideA girl; their clothes were rags, their feet were bare. Some labouring men, whose work lay somewhere there, 5Pass'd opposite; she touch'd her girl, who hiedAcross and begg'd, and came back satisfied.The rich she had let pass with frozen stare. Thought I: "Above her state this spirit towers;She will not ask of aliens but of friends, 10Of sharers in a common human fate. "She turns from that cold succour, which attendsThe unknown little from the unknowing great,And points us to a better time than ours."
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