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            <title>"The City's Love", from <ref target="http://harlemshadows.org">Harlem Shadows: A Digital Edition</ref>
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            <date>December 6, 2015</date>
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               <author>Claude McKay</author>
               <title level="a">The City's Love</title>
               <title level="m">Harlem Shadows</title>
               <pubPlace>New York</pubPlace>
               <publisher>Harcourt, Brace, and Company</publisher>
               <date when="1922">1922</date>
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	           <head>The City's Love</head>

	           <l>For one brief golden moment rare like wine,</l>
	           <l>The gracious city swept across the line;</l>
	           <l>Oblivious of the color of my skin,</l>
	           <l>Forgetting that I was an alien guest,</l>
	           <l>She bent to me, my hostile heart to win,</l>
	           <l>Caught me in passion to her pillowy breast;</l>
	           <l>The great, proud city, seized with a strange love,</l>
	           <l>Bowed down for one flame hour my pride to prove.</l>
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