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A Face in the Street

            MEETING her, for unassuméd pride,
            For irreproachable beauty, for calm health,
            Thought I saw Cleopatra live again;
            She was not naked but was clothed as one
            On whom a robe is needless for defence
            And vain if for adornment, wholly vain.
            Live in her eyes there shone delight in men,
            Though nothing that sought friendship of a soul;
            But as a child that gazes on a lion,
            Being brave of heart, she gazed on handsome men;
            And as a princely child disdains to snatch
            Though it have appetite, she without greed
            Surveyed each stalwart form with those grand eyes
            Whose estimate of Antony and Cæsar
            Has since received endorsement from the world:
            They looked assured that history would yield
            That echo of their judgment, which is fame.

                                                              T. STURGE MOORE

MLA citation:

Moore, T. Sturge. “A Face in the Street.” The Venture: an Annual of Art and Literature, vol. 2, 1905, p. 55. Venture Digital Edition, edited by Lorraine Janzen Kooistra, 2019-2022. Yellow Nineties 2.0, Toronto Metropolitan University Centre for Digital Humanities, 2022,