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Hamilton Fish Armstrong, ed. The Book of New York Verse. 1917.

Unseen Spirits

Nathaniel P. Willis

THE SHADOWS lay along Broadway,

’Twas near the twilight-tide—

And slowly there a lady fair

Was walking in her pride.

Alone walk’d she; but, viewlessly,

Walked spirits at her side.

Peace charmed the street beneath her feet,

And Honour charmed the air;

And all astir looked kind on her,

And call’d her good as fair—

For all God ever gave to her,

She kept with chary care.

She kept with care her beauties rare

From lovers warm and true—

For her heart was cold to all but gold,

And the rich came not to woo—

But honour’d well are charms to sell

If priests the selling do.

Now walking there was one more fair—

A slight girl, lily-pale;

And she had unseen company

To make the spirit quail—

’Twixt Want and Scorn she walk’d forlorn,

And nothing could avail.

No mercy now can clear her brow

For this world’s peace to pray;

For, as love’s wild prayer dissolved in air,

Her woman’s heart gave way!—

But the sin forgiven by Christ in heaven

By man is cursed alway!