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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.
Every man cannot go to Corinthum.
[Lat., Non cuivis homini contingit adire Corinthum.]
Every man cannot go to Corinthum.
[Lat., Non cuivis homini contingit adire Corinthum.]
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.
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.
The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.
The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.
Even cities have their graves!
Even cities have their graves!
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
God made the country, and man made the town.
God made the country, and man made the town.
In the busy haunts of men.
In the busy haunts of men.
