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"The golden tints of the electric lights seems to give a /
complementary colour to the air in the early evening." ESSAY ON LONDON.
O heavenly colour, London town
Has blurred it from her skies;
And, hooded in an earthly brown,
Unheaven'd the city lies.
No longer, standard-like, this hue
Above the broad road flies; / Nor does the narrow street the blue / Wear, slender pennon-wise.
But when the gold and silver lamps / Colour the London dew, / And, misted by the winter damps, / The shops shine bright anew -- / Blue comes to earth, it walks the street, / It dyes the wide air through; / A mimic sky about their feet, / The throng go crowned with blue.