A Winter Night
by Sara Teasdale
My window-pane is starred with frost,
The world is bitter cold to-night,
The moon is cruel, and the wind
Is like a two-edged sword to smite.
God pity all the homeless ones,
The beggars pacing to and fro.
God pity all the poor to-night
Who walk the lamp-lit streets of snow.
My room is like a bit of June,
Warm and close-curtained fold on fold,
But somewhere, like a homeless child,
My heart is crying in the cold.
The Metropolitan Tower and Other Songs
Composer(s): Lori Laitman
Song(s): 1. The Metropolitan Tower
2. A Winter Night
3. Old Tunes
4. The Strong House
5. The Hour
6. To a Loose Woman
Voice Type: HighBuy via Classical Vocal Reprints