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A lamplit window, / At the top of a tenement house near Poplar High Street, / Shines fluently out of the night; / And looking upward I see / That the bricks of the houses are bright and fair to the eye.
There are no flowers in West India Dock Road; / Nothing but brick and stone, and iron and spent air. / But when rough brick and stone are a shrine for beauty, / They become themselves beautiful. / Perhaps if this person encloses within himself / Beautiful thoughts and amiable intentions, / His insignificant frame may acquire / The noble outlines of that tenement house.