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On Quitting America

Published by Susan on 08/10/2003 (3874 reads)
Grey sea, grey sea, and grey, so grey...

From: The Pretender

Grey sea, grey sea, and grey, so grey
The ragged roof-line of my home;
Yet greyer far my mood than they,
As here amid the spawn of Rome
With tenderness undreamt before
I sigh: "Adieu, my native shore!
To thee my wistful eyes I strain;
To thee, brave burg, I wave my hand;
Good-bye, oh giddy Tungsten Lane!
Good-bye, oh great Skyscraper Land!

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