Winter

J.M. Synge

1871 to 1909

Poem Image

[With little money in a great city]

There's snow in every street
Where I go up and down,
And there 's no woman, man, or dog
That knows me in the town.

I know each shop, and all
These Jews, and Russian Poles,
For I go walking night and noon
To spare my sack of coals.