The Quiet Singer (Charles Hanson Towne Poems)
He had been singing-but I had not heard his voice; He had been weaving lovely dreams of song, O many ...
He had been singing-but I had not heard his voice; He had been weaving lovely dreams of song, O many ...
IFar, far across the desert sands,I hear the camel-bells;Merchants have come from alien lands,With stuffs, and gems, and silken bands,Back ...
I have heard the roar and clamor through the city's crowded waysOf the never-ending pageant moving down the busy days--Coaches, ...
Unto a soul there came the spectre Strife,To teach him of the bitterness of life;And then came Grief, to mock ...
Now it was Mary dreamed this dream,Ere yet her child was bornIn that poor place in Bethlehem,In that poor stall ...
The sick man said: "I pray I shall not die Before this tumult which now rocks the earth Shall cease. ...
There are things, I know, that are sad and strange,As the world swings round in the old-time way;O Life is ...
I who love the Spring so wellShall be sleeping, some glad day,When her hosts come back to dwellIn their old, ...
April, when I heardYour lyrical low word,And when upon the hawthorn hedge your first white blossoms stirred,Something strangely came--Something I ...
This was my dream in May--to have one bloom,Fragrant with apple-scent and Springtide rain,Live thro' the bleakness of the midnight ...
The brooding hours, through the dull afternoon,Pause, while a torrid sun flames in the sky.(O heart of mine, dream of ...
When Eve grew old,How many a time she must have dreamed and dreamedOf her lost Eden, with gardens all of ...
Lord, I am glad for the great gift of living -Glad for Thy Days of sun and of rain;Grateful for ...
Back of his splendid song, O think of the songs unsung!Back of his painted dreams, the dreams that he never ...
Upon my parchment, sadly old,The record lives of Summer's gold;And in my veins there lingers nowThe joy of Spring's awakening ...
Hoof-beats thundering on the paves,Wagons crashing by.(But O I dream of distant waves,God's tent of open sky!)Bells that clamor all ...
Somewhere, perchance, there is a loveThat one day I may gain;But O, it is so very far,Through darkness and the ...
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