“Then⁠ ⁠… I was lying awake in bed, + 

Shot through with tremulous thought, lame hopes, and sweet + 

Desire of reckless days⁠—with burning head. + 

And then there came a clamour from the street, + 

Came nearer, nearer, nearer⁠—stamping feet + 

And screaming song and curses and a shout + 

Of ‘Who’s for Dymer, Dymer?⁠—Up and out!’ + 