Out Of Town The Sky Was Bright And Blue
Never Fog Cloud Lowering Thick Was Seen To Frown
Nature Dons A Garb Of Gayer Hue
Out Of Town.
Spotless Lay The Snow On Field And Down
Pure And Keen The Air Above It Blew
All Wore Peace And Beauty For A Crown.
London Sky Marred By Smoke Veiled From View
London Snow Trodden Thin Dingy Brown
Whence That Strange Unrest At Thoughts Of You
Out Of Town?.
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