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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AUGUST IN THE CITY, by CHARLES HANSON TOWNE Poet's Biography
First Line: The brooding hours, through the dull afternoon.
Last Line: Where the glad, fresh rain beats!)
Subject(s): August; Cities; Urban Life
First Line: The brooding hours, through the dull afternoon.
Last Line: Where the glad, fresh rain beats!)
Subject(s): August; Cities; Urban Life
THE brooding hours, through the dull afternoon.
Pause, while a torrid sun flames in the sky.
(O heart of mine, dream of a long, cool dune,
Where breezes wander by!)
Hemmed in by granite walls, the very paves
Grow worn and weary with the ceaseless heat.
(O heart, dream of a shore where foam-flecked waves
Surge, crash, and wildly beat!)
The sad hours creep toward the dim light of dusk --
Ah! how each laggard moment slowly goes!
(O heart, dream of a garden filled with musk
And the sweet scent of rose!)
The sun goes down at last, and lo! a breeze
Pours through the mighty cavern of the streets.
(O sleeping heart, dream of unsheltered seas
Where the glad, fresh rain beats!)
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