Show I OLD MASTERS I 4 The common street str t climbed d up against the sky sk Oray Gray meeting gray grey and wearily to and fro I ro roI I saw cow the patient common people go Each with his sordid burden trudging trudgIng ing by And the rain dropped there was not any sigh Or stir or of a a. live e wind dull dull and slow All AU motion as a tale Ule told long ago age The faded world and creeping cr night drew niCh Then burst the tile sunset sumet flooding far farand farand farand and fleet Leaving Lea the whole hole v. v of life lUe with magic leaven l ven Suddenly down the long wet gUs gUs- glistening hill hAil Pure splendor poured poured and and lot lol the common street A golden highway into golden heaven With the dark shapes of ot men as ascending as still Helen Gray Oray Cone The Common Cornmon Street |