In all the world there's nowhere quite

Like London on a soft spring night

When saffron sunset sends its grace

To linger on a much loved face.

 And all around the very air

Thrills with time as if aware

That this great city is the stage

For this and every other age.

So much history...so much done:

So much to tell the setting sun.

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In all the world, there's nowhere quite

Like London in the evening light,

When saffron sunset lends its grace

To linger on a much-loved face.

And all around the very air

Thrills with time as if aware

That my great city is the stage

For this and every other age.

So much history, so much done,

So much to tell the setting sun.

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