Charles Hanson Towne

(1847-1949 / United States)

Charles Hanson Towne Poems

81. Unasked 4/3/2010
82. Understanding 4/3/2010
83. Unhappiness 4/3/2010
84. Villanelle 4/3/2010
85. Waiting 4/3/2010
86. The Song Of City Traffic 4/3/2010
87. New Buildings 4/3/2010
88. Silence 4/3/2010
89. The Gladness Of Spring 4/3/2010
90. Renewal 4/3/2010
91. Beyond The Stars 4/3/2010
92. City Children 4/3/2010
93. Love Of Beauty 4/3/2010
94. An Easter Canticle 4/3/2010
95. A City Sunset 4/3/2010
96. At Nightfall 4/3/2010
97. Certainty 4/3/2010
98. Manhattan 4/3/2010
99. A Broken Friendship 4/3/2010
100. Rain On The Roof 4/3/2010
101. The Harvest Of The Sea 4/3/2010
102. The Quiet Singer 1/4/2003
103. The City 1/4/2003
104. City Roofs 1/4/2003
105. Love's Ritual 1/4/2003
106. Around The Corner 4/3/2010
107. Of One Self-Slain 1/4/2003

Comments about Charles Hanson Towne

  • Prying1 Books Prying1 Books (12/15/2012 9:18:00 AM)

    The poem around the Corner is in Towne's book, 'A World of Windows' 1919 George Doran Co. Publisher. Don't know if this is the first appearance of it but it is in the table of contents...

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  • Cori Bryson (8/8/2005 9:09:00 PM)

    i too wish to know when this poem orgianlly titled around the corner was written by Mr. Towne Mr. nufer plz email me about this poem b/c i have a couple of questions about the origianl author

  • Ed Nufer (2/19/2005 11:44:00 AM)

    Trying to find poem, date wriitten, by Charles Hanson Towne named Around the Corne. Thank you for any information you can share.
    Thank you,

  • Ed Nufer (2/19/2005 11:43:00 AM)

    Trying to find poem, date wriitten, by Charles Hanson Towne name Around the Corne. Thank you for any information you can share.
    Thank you,

Best Poem of Charles Hanson Towne

Of One Self-Slain

When he went blundering back to God,
   His songs half written, his work half done,
Who knows what paths his bruised feet trod,
   What hills of peace or pain he won?

I hope God smiled and took his hand,
   And said, "Poor truant, passionate fool!
Life's book is hard to understand:
   Why couldst thou not remain at school?"

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Love's Ritual

Breathe me the ancient words when I shall find
   Your spirit mine; if, seeking you, life wins
New wonder, with old splendor let us bind
   Our hearts when Love's high sacrament begins.

Exalt my soul with pomp and pageantry,
   Sing the eternal songs all lovers sing;
Yea, when you come, gold let our vestments be,
   And lamps of silver let us softly swing.

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