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As I lie on my pallet at night / I hear from the street the sound of passing footsteps; / And I can sort and name these passing footsteps. / There are the truculent steps of the seeker after trouble, / There are the fearful feet of those who are not at ease / In the implacable streets. / There are the fugitive feet of crime, / And the solemn reassuring tread of big policemen; / And the interrupted steps of the revellers, / And the fleet feet of those who have purchased trouble.
But those that tread most heavily on my heart / Are the light and lingering footsteps of tired young women.