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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.
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.
When you get tired of walking around San Francisco, you can always lean against it
When you get tired of walking around San Francisco, you can always lean against it
Far from gay cities, and the ways of men.
Far from gay cities, and the ways of men.
God made the country, and man made the town.
God made the country, and man made the town.
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.
What is the city but the people?
What is the city but the people?
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.
I love Los Angeles. I love Hollywood. They're beautiful. Everybody's plastic, but I love plastic. I want to be plastic.
I love Los Angeles. I love Hollywood. They're beautiful. Everybody's plastic, but I love plastic. I want to be plastic.