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.

The point of cities is multiplicity of choice.

The point of cities is multiplicity of choice.

Smyrna, Rhodes, Colophon, Salamis, Chios, Argos, Athens--these
seven cities contend as to being the birthplace of the
illustrious read more

Smyrna, Rhodes, Colophon, Salamis, Chios, Argos, Athens--these
seven cities contend as to being the birthplace of the
illustrious Homer.
[Lat., Smyrna, Rhodos, Colophon, Salamis, Chios, Argos, Athenae,
Hae septem certant de stirpe insignis Homeri.]

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.

I'm leaving because the weather is too good. I hate London when it's not raining.

I'm leaving because the weather is too good. I hate London when it's not raining.

He [Caesar Augustus] found a city built of brick; he left it
built of marble.
[Lat., Urbem lateritiam read more

He [Caesar Augustus] found a city built of brick; he left it
built of marble.
[Lat., Urbem lateritiam accepit, mamoream relinquit.]

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

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.

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.