Forget six counties overhung with smoke, / Forget the snorting and piston stroke, / Forget the spreading of the hideous town; / Think rather of the pack-horse on the down, / And dream of London, small, and white, and clean.
William Morris (1834-1896)
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I doubt London was ever small and white and clean. William was fantasising, undoubtedly. 🙂
Cheers, Pete.
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London is the opposite of those thoughts.
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