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.

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 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.

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.

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.

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.

When you look at a city, it's like reading the hopes, aspirations and pride of everyone who built it.

When you look at a city, it's like reading the hopes, aspirations and pride of everyone who built it.

God made the country, and man made the town.

God made the country, and man made the town.