Oh my god! No more beer and chips …

"They sell good Beer at Haslemere
And under Guildford Hill.
At Little Cowfold, as I've been told,
A beggar may drink his fill:
There is a good brew in Amberley too,
And by the bridge also;
But the swipes they take in at Washington Inn
Is the very best Beer I know, the very best Beer I know."

(J.H. Belloc in West Sussex drinking song)
Charleroi (B)

I tried to go out for a ride

"I couldn't go to school,
Or out of doors to play.
And all the other little boys
Passed our way."

(E. St. Vincent Millay in The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver)
Charleroi (B)

The church of R.A.P.

"All the old monks' singing places
Glimmered quick with flitting faces,
Singing anthems, singing hymns
Under carven cherubims."

(J. Masefield in The everlasting mercy)
Buizingen (B)

The windows are darkened

"Dark grow the windows,
  And quenched is the fire;
Sound fades into silence,--
  All footsteps retire."

(H.W. Longfellow in Curfew)
Verviers (B)

Ohne Briefe, ohne Tauben

“Deine Briefe kamen von Süden,
warm noch von Sonne, aber verwaist, –
endlich bist du selbst deinen müden
bittenden Briefen nachgereist …”

(R.M. Rilke in Requiem)
Bierset (B)

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