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Re: SHSI A poem on 221B by Vincent Starret.

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  • Prof. Venugopal bhaskaran nair
    Why need a comment.Sure it is superb!. Note the words which brings our minds to those days of hansoms, gaslights and fog! thank you for giving me this! venu
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      Why need a comment.Sure it is superb!. Note the words which brings our
      minds to those days of hansoms, gaslights and fog!
      thank you for giving me this!
      venu

      On 11 June 2012 08:45, sumalsn <no_reply@...> wrote:

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      > Dear Holmesians,
      > A wonderful poem on Sherlock Holmes by Vincent Starret, author of " The
      > Private Life of Sherlock Holmes".Members may comment on the poem.
      >
      > 221B
      > Here dwell together still two men of note
      > Who never lived and so can never die:
      > How very near they seem, yet how remote
      > That age before the world went all awry.
      > But still the game's afoot for those with ears
      > Attuned to catch the distant view-halloo:
      > England is England yet, for all our fears�
      > Only those things the heart believes are true.
      >
      > A yellow fog swirls past the window-pane
      > As night descends upon this fabled street:
      > A lonely hansom splashes through the rain,
      > The ghostly gas lamps fail at twenty feet.
      > Here, though the world explode, these two survive,
      > And it is always eighteen ninety-five.
      >
      > � Vincent Starrett
      >
      > Sumalsn
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