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Charles Hanson Towne's Poetry, by first line

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  • He had been singing—but I had not heard his voice;
    He had been weaving lovely dreams of song
    66 lines
  • Roof-tops, roof-tops, what do you cover?
    Sad folk, bad folk, and many a glowing lover;
    20 lines, 2 comments
  • "I come," the New Year saith, "unbid by man,
    And all the world must look upon my face;
    18 lines
  • (Being Certain Fragments from Scheherazade's Songs in "The Thousand and One Nights")
    O Queen of Beauty, who hast conquered kings,
    130 lines
  • (On the sinking of the "Titanic")
    The jealous Sea moaned in the April night:
    31 lines
  • Across the roof-tops of the town
    I saw the flaming sun go down;
    8 lines
  • Although I dare to say
    My heart untarnished is from day to day,
    18 lines
  • April, when I heard
    Your lyrical low word,
    24 lines
  • Around the corner I have a friend,
    In this great city that has no end,
    23 lines, 7 comments
  • As long as the stars of God
    Hang steadfast in the sky,
    20 lines
  • At the Cubist Exhibition
    The Messed Damozel leaned out
    28 lines
  • Back of his splendid song, O think of the songs unsung!
    Back of his painted dreams, the dreams that he never reveals!
    10 lines
  • Because he brought no tears to her dear grave,
    Many and many there were
    18 lines
  • Breathe me the ancient words when I shall find 
      Your spirit mine; if, seeking you, life wins 
    19 lines, 1 comment
  • City I love—and hate!—how can I sing
    The miracles of your might in such a mood?
    782 lines
  • Deep in the night I heard
    The rain's mysterious word.
    10 lines, 1 comment
  • Down his great corridors of sumptuous sound
    Today I wandered once again. Each word
    13 lines
  • Eulenspiegel, merry lad,
    What a laughing life you had!
    34 lines
  • Far in the gold-embroidered west
    The round and red sun lay,
    8 lines
  • Flash of steel and crash of drum--
    Love that way has never come.
    12 lines
  • Here in the furnace city, in the humid air they faint,
    God's pallid poor, His people, with scarcely space for breath:
    18 lines
  • Here surge the ceaseless caravans,
    Here throbs the city's heart,
    8 lines
  • High on the hills, the miser, Autumn sits,
    Hoarding his wondrous wealth of treasured gold;
    3 lines
  • Hoof-beats thundering on the paves,
    Wagons crashing by.
    8 lines
  • How bravely now I face the marching days,
    With Youth's strong armor to defy the years!
    13 lines
  • How long the violets 'neath the snow
    Toiled ere they breathed the Spring!
    3 lines
  • How shall I know her, God, in that great world,
    After the grief of this is past and gone?
    17 lines
  • How silently the years in long procession,
    Come gliding down the corridors of Time to us!
    22 lines
  • Far, far across the desert sands,
    I hear the camel-bells;
    83 lines
  • You who are wise today,
    What of your knowledge when life's little play
    31 lines
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