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    <title>Greacen016</title>
    <Collections>Unpublished Poems</Collections>
    <Contributor>Greacen Estate</Contributor>
    <Coverage>19 Jan</Coverage>
    <Creator>Linen Hall Library</Creator>
    <Date>Wednesday, March 16, 2016</Date>
    <Format>TIFF</Format>
    <Identifier>Greacen016</Identifier>
    <ItemDescription>Manuscript</ItemDescription>
    <Keywords>At night in London</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
    <Path>https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/greacen016</Path>
    <Publisher>Linen Hall Library</Publisher>
    <Relation>Linen Hall Library</Relation>
    <Rights>Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA</Rights>
    <Scannedimage>https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Greacen016_0.jpg</Scannedimage>
    <Source>LHL Archive</Source>
    <Transcript>﻿At Night in London
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Light, light, too much of it, too harsh, too bare
For lovers walking in the brisk electric air.
Unknowable the dark, unsmiling Thames.
Half cynically he pauses, questioning,
But lightly she answers &quot;Love is everything&quot;.
Darker than wine your waters. Father Thames.
Sill the others answer, too, or turn to the wall
When they hear her whisper, &quot;Love is all&quot;?
Flow on dark, cool and uncommitted Thames.
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