Dear city in the moonlight dreaming,
How changed and lovely is your face;
Where is the sordid busy scheming
That filled all day the market-place?
Was it but fancy that a rabble
Of money-changers bought and sold,
Filling with sacrilegious babble
This temple-court of solemn gold?
Ah no, poor captive-slave of Croesus,
His bond-maid all the toiling day,
You, like some hunted child of Jesus,
Steal out beneath the moon to pray.
The City In Moonlight
Richard Le Gallienne
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Poem topics: child, city, money, moon, poor, dear, pray, place, face, gold, moonlight, market, busy, beneath, slave, jesus, I love you, I miss you, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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