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When men were all asleep the snow came flying,

In large white flakes falling on the city brown,

Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying,

Hushing the traffic of the drowsy town.

Robert Bridges (1844-1930)

* An excerpt from 'London Snow.'

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