Stratford Upon Avon
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date . . . . Sonnet 18 1-4 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date . . . . Sonnet 18 1-4 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
We gaze from the Cavehill’s summit, The pride in our eyes aglow, As we look on a slumberless city, That stretches her arms below.
An’ he welds it all on till the engine, An’ he says to the wonderin’ mob, As long as that gauge is at zero, The Steam Trap is doin’ it’s job!
95 miles (153 km) northwest of London, 19 miles (30 km) east of Birmingham, and further from the coast than any other city in Britain
A sunny afternoon in September
I met my love by the Gasworks wall, dreamed a dream by the old canal, kissed my girl by the factory wall, dirty old town…..you dirty old town.