 | The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Buchanan |  |
What a Night! strong and blind
Down the street swoops the Wind,
Falls breathless, then moans!
While again and again
Like a spirit in pain,
On the black slippery stones
Sobs the Rain! . . .
Down the street swoops the Wind,
Falls breathless, then moans!
While again and again
Like a spirit in pain,
On the black slippery stones
Sobs the Rain! . . .
| The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Buchanan | |