Verse > Anthologies > Hamilton Fish Armstrong, ed. > The Book of New York Verse
Hamilton Fish Armstrong, ed.  The Book of New York Verse.  1917.
The Parks
By Charles Hanson Towne
THERE are green islands in the city sea,
  Where all day long, the endless, passionate waves
  Beat, yet destroy not; and their quiet saves
How many a heart grown sick with memory!
Not derelicts alone are foundered there,        5
  But children with the laughter of the May—
  Bright living flowers—in these glad gardens play,
Knowing, yet knowing not, the town’s despair!
God made the ocean, where tumultuously
  The loud storms burst; and Babylon he made;        10
  Yet all the hills are His, dim valley and glade—
There are green islands in the city sea.

Shakespeare · Bible · Strunk · Anatomy · Nonfiction · Quotations · Reference · Fiction · Poetry
© 1993–2015 · [Top 150] · Subjects · Titles · Authors · World Lit.