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Childhood is measured out by sounds and smells
And sights, before the dark of reason grows.
Ears! Hear again the wild sou'westers whine!
Thee days on end would the September gale
Slam at our bungalows; three days on end
Rattling cheap doors and making tempers short
— Oct 13, 2022 01:44AM
And sights, before the dark of reason grows.
Ears! Hear again the wild sou'westers whine!
Thee days on end would the September gale
Slam at our bungalows; three days on end
Rattling cheap doors and making tempers short
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Pavlo
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Twas not, I think, a conscious search for God
That brought me to these dim forgotten fanes.
Largely it was a longing for the past,
With a slight sense of something unfulfilled;
And yet another feeling drew me there,
A sense of guilt increasing with the years—
“When I am dead you will be sorry, John”—
Here I could pray my mother would not die.
Thus were my London Sundays incomplete
If unaccompanied by Evening Prayer.
— Oct 20, 2022 01:20PM
That brought me to these dim forgotten fanes.
Largely it was a longing for the past,
With a slight sense of something unfulfilled;
And yet another feeling drew me there,
A sense of guilt increasing with the years—
“When I am dead you will be sorry, John”—
Here I could pray my mother would not die.
Thus were my London Sundays incomplete
If unaccompanied by Evening Prayer.
Pavlo
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Great was my joy with London at my feet—
All London mine, five shillings in my hand
And not expected back till after tea!
— Oct 20, 2022 01:05PM
All London mine, five shillings in my hand
And not expected back till after tea!
