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DOWN the stone stairs / Girls with their large eyes wide with tragedy / Lift looks of shocked and momentous emotion up at me. / And I smile.
Ladies / Stepping like birds with their bright and pointed feet / Peer anxiously forth, as if for a boat to carry them out of the wreckage, / And among the wreck of the theatre crowd / I stand and smile.
They take tragedy so becomingly. / Which pleases me.
But when I meet the weary eyes / The reddened aching eyes of the bar-man with thin arms, / I am glad to go back to where I came from.