Classic Poem

To and fro in the great sea of the city,
Drifts this one and that one, hither and thither —
One glance in passing, and past and gone:
The organ-grinder plays his song!

Drops that fall into the great sea of the void,
This one and that one, hither and thither —
One glance at a hearse, and past and gone:
The organ-grinder plays his song!

Swims a funeral procession in the sea of the city,
This one and that one, hither and thither —
One glance at my coffin, and past and gone:
The organ-grinder plays his song!