<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=450104" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sunday Chimes in the City</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Across the bridge, where in the morning blow <br>The wrinkled tide turns homeward, and is fain <br>Homeward to drag the balck sea-goer's chain, <br>And the long yards by Dowgate dipping low; <br>Across dispeopled ways, patient and slow, <br>Saint Magnus and Saint Dunstan call in vain: <br>>From Wren's forgotten belfries, in the rain, <br>Down the blank wharves the dropping octaves go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forbid not these! Tho' no man heed, they shower <br>A subtle beauty on the empty hour, <br>>From all their dark throats aching and outblown; <br>Aye in the prayerless places welcome most, <br>Like the last gull that up a naked coast <br>Deploys her white and steady wing, alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louise+Imogen+Guiney">Louise Imogen Guiney</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=450104" data-title="Sunday Chimes in the City de Louise Imogen Guiney" data-description="Across the bridge, where in the morning blow The wrinkled tide turns homeward, and is fain Homeward to drag the balck sea-goer's chain, And the long yards by Dowgate dipping low; Across dispeopled ways, patient and slow, Saint Magnus and Sain..."></div> </div> </div>

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