Preludes(1)

　　The winter evening settles down 　
　　with smell of steaks in passageways 　 小荷作文网 www.zww.cn
　　Six o'clock. 　 小 荷 作文网 www.zww.cn
　　The burnt-out ends of smoky days. 　
　　And now a gusty shower wraps 　
　　The grimy scraps 　
　　Of withered leaves about your feet 　
　　And newspapers from vacant lots; 　
　　The showers beat 　
　　On broken blinds and chimney-pots, 　
　　And at the corner of the street 　
　　A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps. 　
　　And then the lighting of the lamps.