'Here growls and grumbles that rough city song that has called the ships from the sea and brought them to lie captive...
En savoir plus'The river sweats oil and tar...down Greenwich reach past the Isle of Dogs' T.S. ELIOT
En savoir plus' This melancholy London... the souls of the lost are compelled to walk through its streets perpetually' W.B....
En savoir plus'Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song...' T.S. ELIOT 'Douce Tamise, cours doucement jusqu'à la fin de ma...
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