Charles Hanson Towne
Born
in Louisville, KY, The United States
February 01, 1877
Died
February 28, 1949
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Loafing Down Long Island
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published
1921
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61 editions
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The Shop of Dreams
by
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published
1939
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6 editions
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So Far, So Good
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published
1945
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2 editions
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Today and Tomorrow
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published
1916
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34 editions
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The Balfour Visit: How America Received Her Distinguished Guest And The Significance Of The Conferences In The United States In 1917
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published
1917
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30 editions
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A World of Windows and Other Poems
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published
1919
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33 editions
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This New York of Mine
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published
1931
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2 editions
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Autumn Loiterers
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published
1917
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25 editions
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Ambling Through Acadia
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published
1923
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5 editions
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Roosevelt as the Poets Saw Him: Tributes from the Singers of America and England to Theodore Roosevelt
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published
1923
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6 editions
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“Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim
Just to show that I'm thinking of him",
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today."
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.”
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In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim
Just to show that I'm thinking of him",
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today."
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.”
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