Go where we may, rest where we will, Eternal London haunts us still.
Thomas Moore (1779-1852), Rhymes on the Road, The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore
Go where we may, rest where we will, Eternal London haunts us still.
Thomas Moore (1779-1852), Rhymes on the Road, The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore
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How very true!
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My favourite is by Bette Midler “When it’s three o’clock in New York, it’s still 1938 in London”
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