Oft seems the Time a market-town
Where many merchant-spirits meet
Who up and down and up and down
Cry out along the street
Their needs, as wares; one THUS, one SO:
Till all the ways are full of sound:
- But still come rain, and sun, and snow,
And still the world goes round.
Street Cries.
Sidney Lanier
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