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The Book of Odes: City of Chow

The Book of Odes, by L. Cranmer-Byng, [1908] Cold from the spring the waters pass Over the waving pampas grass.         All night long in dream I lie,         Ah me! ah me! to awake and sigh—         Sigh for the City of Chow. Cold from the spring the rising flood Covers the tangled southernwood.         All night long in dream I lie,         Ah me! ah me! to awake and sigh—         Sigh for the City of Chow. Cold from its source the stream meanders, Darkly down through the oleanders.         All night long in dream I lie,         Ah me! ah me! to awake and sigh—         Sigh for the City of Chow.