Poem: Impression Du Matin

上海龙凤shlf最新地址The Thames nocturne of blue and gold

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Changed to a Harmony in grey:

A barge with ochre-coloured hay

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Dropt from the wharf:  and chill and cold

The yellow fog came creeping down

上海龙凤shlf最新地址The bridges, till the houses' walls

Seemed changed to shadows and St. Paul's

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Loomed like a bubble o'er the town.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Then suddenly arose the clang

Of waking life; the streets were stirred

上海龙凤shlf最新地址With country waggons:  and a bird

Flew to the glistening roofs and sang.

But one pale woman all alone,

The daylight kissing her wan hair,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Loitered beneath the gas lamps' flare,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址With lips of flame and heart of stone.