Jemeppe sur Meuse (B)
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Industrial desolation
"There was a King of Liang -- a king of wondrous might -- Who kept an open palace, where music charmed the night -- Since he was Lord of Liang a thousand years have flown, And of the towers he builded yon ruin stands alone. There reigns a heavy silence; gaunt weeds through windows pry, And down the streets of Liang old echoes, wailing, die." (L.A. Cranmer-Byng in Desolation) Herstal (B)
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"Blow, trumpeter, free and clear -- I follow thee, While at thy liquid prelude, glad, serene, The fretting world, the streets, the noisy hours of day, withdraw; A holy calm descends, like dew, upon me, I walk, in cool refreshing night, the walks of Paradise ..." (W. Whitman in The mystic trumpeter) Ougrée (B)