Author Ralph Waldo Emerson In the suburb, in the town,On the railway, in the square,Came a beam of goodness downDoubling daylight everywhere:Peace now each for malice takes,Beauty for his sinful weeds,For the angel Hope aye makesHim an angel whom she leads. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments