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|The golden tint of the electric lights seems to give a complementary|
colour to the air in the early evening.Essay on London
O heavenly colour, London town|
Has blurred it from her skies;
And, hooded in an earthly brown,
Unheaven’d the city lies.
No longer, standard-like, this hue
Above the broad road flies;
Nor does the narrow street the blue
Wear, slender pennon-wise.
But when the gold and silver lamps|
Colour the London dew,
And, misted by the winter damps,
The shops shine bright anew
Blue comes to earth, it walks the street,
It dyes the wide air through;
A mimic sky about their feet,
The throng go crowned with blue.
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