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

— Rupert Brooke

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Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.

Letters from America (1916)

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

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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