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Amy Levy - Out of Town
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Out of town the sky was bright and blue,
    Never fog-cloud, lowering, thick, was seen to frown;
Nature dons a garb of gayer hue,
    Out of town.

Spotless lay the snow on field and down,
    Pure and keen the air above it blew;
All wore peace and beauty for a crown.

London sky, marred by smoke, veiled from view,
    London snow, trodden thin, dingy brown,
Whence that strange unrest at thoughts of you
    Out of town?
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