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And in my flower-beds, I think,
Smile the carnation and the pink.

— Rupert Brooke

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Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.

Letters from America (1916)

Stands the Church clock at ten to three?
And is there honey still for tea?

In your arms was still delight,
Quiet as a street at night;
And thoughts of you, I do remember,
Were green leaves in a darkened chamber,
Were dark clouds in a moonless sky.

Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond;
But is there anything Beyond?

One may not doubt that, somehow Good
Shall come of Water and of Mud;
And sure, the reverent eye must see
A purpose in Liquidity.

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