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    Departed,haveleftnoaddresses.

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    SweetThames,runsoftly,forIspeaknotl.

    ButatmybaacoldblastIhear

    Therattleofthebones,andchucklespreadfromeartoear.

    Aratcreptsoftlythroughthevegetation

    Draggingitsslimybellyonthebank

    WhileIwasfishinginthedullal

    Onawintereveningroundbehindthegashouse

    Musinguponthekingmybrotherswreck

    Andonthekingmyfathersdeathbeforehim.

    Whitebodiesheloground

    Andbonescastinalittlelarret,

    Rattledbytheratsfootonly,yeartoyear.

    ButatmybaetotimeIhear

    Thesoundofhornsandmotors,whichshallbring

    SweeoMrs.Porterinthespring.

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    Andhter

    Theywashtheirfeetinsodawater

    EtOcesvoixdenfants,tantdanslacoupole!

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    Sorudelyforcd.

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    UnrealCity

    Uhebrownfogofawinternoon

    Mr.EugeheSmyrnamert

    Unshaven,ocketfullofcurrants

    C.i.f.London:dotsatsight,

    Askedmeiich

    TolutheoHotel

    FollowedbyaweekendattheMetropole.

    Attheviolethour,whentheeyesandback

    Turnupwardfromthedesk,whenthehumanes

    Likeataxithrobbingwaiting,

    ITiresias,thoughblind,throbbiweentwolives,

    Oldmanwithwrinkledfemalebreasts,see

    Attheviolethour,