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Impression du Matin (Author: Oscar Wilde)

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1. The Thames nocturne of blue and gold
   Changed to a Harmony in grey:
   A barge with ochre-coloured hay
   Dropt from the wharf: and chill and cold
2. The yellow fog came creeping down
   The bridges, till the houses' walls
   Seemed changed to shadows, and S. Paul's
   Loomed like a bubble o'er the town.
3. Then suddenly arose the clang
   Of waking life; the streets were stirred
   With country waggons: and a bird
   Flew to the glistening roofs and sang.
4. But one pale woman all alone,
   The daylight kissing her wan hair,
   Loitered beneath the gas lamps' flare,
   With lips of flame and heart of stone.