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.

Unless the Lord keep the city the watchman waketh in vain.
[Lat., Nisi Dominus frustra.]

Unless the Lord keep the city the watchman waketh in vain.
[Lat., Nisi Dominus frustra.]

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.

Petite ville, grand renom.
Small town, great renown.

Petite ville, grand renom.
Small town, great renown.

When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life read more

When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford

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.

A rose-red city half as old as Time.

A rose-red city half as old as Time.

Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill
cannot be hid.

Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill
cannot be hid.

No history much? Perhaps. Only this ominous
Dark beauty flowering under veils,
Trapped in the spectrum of read more

No history much? Perhaps. Only this ominous
Dark beauty flowering under veils,
Trapped in the spectrum of a dying style:
A village like an instinct left to rust,
Composed around the echo of a pistol-shot.