Explore "Music's Might" by Carolyn Wells on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
On the East Side any day, / When the street pianos play / You can see the children dancing with / a rhythmic whirl and sway.
All untaught their native grace, / Joy in every grinning face, / To the music they are gaily keeping / perfect time and pace.
But, infirm and aged crones, / Do not risk your ancient bones; / Your old nerves would suffer sadly / jarred and jolted by the stones.