Intra Muros

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INTRA MUROS At last ’tis gone, the fever of the day — Thank God, there comes an end to everything; Under the night cloud’s deepened shadowing, The noises of the city drift away Thro’ sultry streets and alleys, and the gray Fogs ’round the great cathedral rise and cling. I long and long, but no […]