Classic Poem

The Town! what is there in the Town, to lure
Our household dreams away from the fresh flowers?
Is not the Town a monster, ravenous?
Fierce? hydra-headed? fed by peasants' strength?
Deck'd out with plunder of the fields? along
Whose limbs of stone and marble arteries,
Innumerous emmets crawl, till they sink down
Dead with excess of feasting?