"The people sang and the church bells rang, a Kyrie eleison intoning. Folly and evil had full reign like dogs for whom there's nothing sacred." (L.J. Lehrman in The stony-faced houses staring at me) Soumagne (B)
Remember that thou keep the parking ban
The lonely flowerpot
High pressure
"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)
