| Hamilton Fish Armstrong, ed. The Book of New York Verse. 1917. | | | | The Metropolitan Tower | | By Sara Teasdale |
| | | WE walked together in the dusk | |
| To watch the tower grow dimly white, | |
| And saw it lift against the sky | |
| Its flower of amber light. | |
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| You talked of half a hundred things, | 5 |
| I kept each little word you said; | |
| And when at last the hour was full, | |
| I saw the light turn red. | |
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| You did not know the time had come, | |
| You did not see the sudden flower, | 10 |
| Nor know that in my heart Love’s birth | |
| Was reckoned from that hour. | | | | |
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