<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=402949" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>London Interior</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Autumn is in the air,<br>The children are playing everywhere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One dare not open this old door too wide;<br>It is so dark inside.<br>The hall smells of dust;<br>A narrow squirt of sunlight enters high,<br>Cold, yellow.<br>The floor creaks, and I hear a sigh, <br>Rise in the gloom and die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through the hall, far away,<br>I just can see<br>The dingy garden with its wall and tree.<br>A yellow cat is sitting on the wall<br>Blinking toward the leaves that fall.<br>And now I hear a woman call<br>Some child from play.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then all is still. Time must go<br>Ticking slow, glooming slow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The evening will turn grey.<br>It is sad in London after two.<br>All, all the afternoon<br>What can old men, old women do?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is sad in London when the gloom<br>Thickens, like wool,<br>In the corners of the room;<br>The sky is shot with steel,<br>Shot with blue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bells ring the slow time;<br>The chairs creak, the hours climb;<br>The sunlight lays a streak upon the floor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Harold+Monro">Harold Monro</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=402949" data-title="London Interior de Harold Monro" data-description="Autumn is in the air, The children are playing everywhere. One dare not open this old door too wide; It is so dark inside. The hall smells of dust; A narrow squirt of sunlight enters high, Cold, yellow. The floor creaks, and I hear a sigh, Rise ..."></div> </div> </div>

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