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In the busy haunts of men.
In the busy haunts of men.
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.
That is the way to lay the city flat,
To bring the roof to the foundation,
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That is the way to lay the city flat,
To bring the roof to the foundation,
And bury all, which yet distinctly ranges,
In heaps and piles of ruin.
What is the city but the people?
What is the city but the people?
The axis of the earth sticks out visibly through the centre of
each and every town or city.
The axis of the earth sticks out visibly through the centre of
each and every town or city.
If, in New York, you arrive late for an appointment, say, "I took a taxi
If, in New York, you arrive late for an appointment, say, "I took a taxi
Even cities have their graves!
Even cities have their graves!
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.
A rose-red city half as old as Time.
A rose-red city half as old as Time.
