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There is a town within a town...
Posted by: sylverspider (---.lib.hbg.psu.edu)
Date: November 21, 2004 04:13PM

A good friend of mine gave me a poem many years ago that began like this:
There is a town within a town,
Where my true love walks alone,
And green, oh, meadow green, is her gown,
And daffodil gold her shoon.

I have the whole poem, but I am confused about the author. At the time it was given to me, I noted that it was written by Ogden Nash. Recently I tried to locate this poem online, but can't seem to find it. From what I know of Ogden Nash, this does not really fit well into his style of writing.
Does anyone know if he is indeed the author of this poem or, if not, who the correct author is?
Thanks!


Re: There is a town within a town...
Posted by: Desi (---.ia3.marketscore.com)
Date: November 21, 2004 06:43PM

you're right, it doesn't sound at all like ogden nash, but here it gives him as the author also:

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strange.


Re: There is a town within a town...
Posted by: Linda (---.cache.pol.co.uk)
Date: November 21, 2004 07:22PM

It feels like a folk song, but I can't find it on the digital tradition site.


Re: There is a town within a town...
Posted by: lg (---.ca.charter.com)
Date: November 22, 2004 12:22AM

Here is a copy of the entire poem, from Desi's source above:

The secret town

There is a town within a town,
Where my true love walks alone,
and green,oh, meadowgreen, is her gown,
and daffodil gold her shoon.

Unto that silent, secret place,
No street, no alley, leads.
A town without a market place,
no huckster crowd it feeds.

The wagon wheels without the wall,
They are not heard within,
The angry bells that clash and call,
They may not enter in.

And thunderheads their thrunder lose;
such is the stillness there,
That in the grassy avenues,
The deer feeds, and the hare.

And there the hot sun softlier sifts,
And the harsh wind softlier blows,
And the frost melts, and the fog lifts,
And earlier springs the rose.

Within that town a lady walks,
In dear serenity,
And lilies on their slender stalks
Less stately are than she.

Less delicate the violets are,
Less light of foot the deer,
Less lovely is the evening star,
Than she who walketh here.

I built that greed outer town,
And she the town within.
When my own creature howls me down,
She bids me enter in.

Oh meadow, meadow green is her gown,
And daffodil gold her shoon,
God keep the town within a town,
Where my true love walks alone.

- Ogden Nash



Post Edited (11-22-04 02:56)


Re: There is a town within a town...
Posted by: IanB (---.tnt11.mel1.da.uu.net)
Date: November 22, 2004 07:25AM

Even allowing for correction of some apparent typos in the version posted by Les, it seems a rather feeble poem. Must have been a piece of Ogden Nash juvenilia, before he found his unique style.




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