Ballade of an Omnibus / Amy Levy

Ballade of an Omnibus

Amy Levy

"To see my love suffices me."

--Ballades in Blue China.

Some men to carriages aspire;

On some the costly hansoms wait;

Some seek a fly, on job or hire;

Some mount the trotting steed, elate.

I envy not the rich and great,

A wandering minstrel, poor and free,

I am contented with my fate --

An omnibus suffices me.

In winter days of rain and mire

I find within a corner strait;

The 'busmen know me and my lyre

From Brompton to the Bull-and-Gate.

When summer comes, I mount in state

The topmost summit, whence I see

Crœsus look up, compassionate --

An omnibus suffices me.

I mark, untroubled by desire,

Lucullus' phaeton and its freight.

The scene whereof I cannot tire,

The human tale of love and hate,

The city pageant, early and late

Unfolds itself, rolls by, to be

A pleasure deep and delicate.

An omnibus suffices me.

Princess, your splendour you require,

I, my simplicity; agree

Neither to rate lower nor higher.

An omnibus suffices me.