Unless the Lord keep the city the watchman waketh in vain.
[Lat., Nisi Dominus frustra.]

Unless the Lord keep the city the watchman waketh in vain.
[Lat., Nisi Dominus frustra.]

That is the way to lay the city flat,
To bring the roof to the foundation,
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That is the way to lay the city flat,
To bring the roof to the foundation,
And bury all, which yet distinctly ranges,
In heaps and piles of ruin.

In the busy haunts of men.

In the busy haunts of men.

The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.

The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.

Seven cities warr'd for Homer being dead,
Who living had no roofe to shroud his head.

Seven cities warr'd for Homer being dead,
Who living had no roofe to shroud his head.

The first requisite to happiness is that a man be born in a
famous city.

The first requisite to happiness is that a man be born in a
famous city.

Towered cities please us then,
And the busy hum of men.

Towered cities please us then,
And the busy hum of men.

I'm leaving because the weather is too good. I hate London when it's not raining.

I'm leaving because the weather is too good. I hate London when it's not raining.

Every man cannot go to Corinthum.
[Lat., Non cuivis homini contingit adire Corinthum.]

Every man cannot go to Corinthum.
[Lat., Non cuivis homini contingit adire Corinthum.]