名人诗歌|Main Street and Other Poems(9)

（For the Rev^{1. John J. Burke, C. S. P.）}

There was a murkier^{2 tinge3 in London's air As if the honest fog blushed black for shame. Fools sang of sin, for other fools' acclaim4, And Milton's wreath was tossed to Baudelaire. The flowers of evil blossomed everywhere, But in their midst a radiant lily came Candescent, pure, a cup of living flame, Bloomed for a day, and left the earth more fair.}

And was it Charles, thy fair and fatal King, Who bade thee welcome to the lovely land？ Or did Lord David cease to harp^{5 and sing To take in his thine emulative6 hand？ Or did Our Lady's smile shine forth7, to bring Her lyric8 Knight9 within her choir10 to stand？}