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I live not in myself, but I become
Portion of that around me; and to me
High read more
I live not in myself, but I become
Portion of that around me; and to me
High mountains are a feeling, but the hum
Of human cities torture.
Friends and loves we have none, nor wealth, nor blest abode
But the hope, the burning hope, and the read more
Friends and loves we have none, nor wealth, nor blest abode
But the hope, the burning hope, and the road, the lonely road.
Not for us are content, and quiet, and peace of mind,
For we go seeking cities that we shall never find.
I dwelt in a city enchanted,
And lonely indeed was my lot;
. . . .
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I dwelt in a city enchanted,
And lonely indeed was my lot;
. . . .
Though the latitude's rather uncertain,
And the longitude also is vague,
The persons I pity who know not the City
The beautiful City of Prague.
If you're going to San Francisco, Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you're going to San Francisco, Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
A great city is not to be confounded with a populous one.
A great city is not to be confounded with a populous one.
The California crunch really is the result of not enough power-generating plants and then not enough power to power the read more
The California crunch really is the result of not enough power-generating plants and then not enough power to power the power of generating plants.
Great Homer's birthplace seven rival cities claim,
Too mighty such monopoly of Fame.
Great Homer's birthplace seven rival cities claim,
Too mighty such monopoly of Fame.
A tranquil city of good laws, fine architecture, and clean streets is like a classroom of obedient dullards, or a read more
A tranquil city of good laws, fine architecture, and clean streets is like a classroom of obedient dullards, or a field of gelded bulls - whereas a city of anarchy is a city of promise
Seven cities warr'd for Homer being dead,
Who living had no roofe to shroud his head.
Seven cities warr'd for Homer being dead,
Who living had no roofe to shroud his head.