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Hamilton Fish Armstrong, ed. The Book of New York Verse. 1917.

The Hudson

Starr Hoyt Nichols

WITH tranquil majesty our river flows

From lordly Adirondack Mountains green,

Where muskrats slink and otter fish unseen,

And antlered stags wait for their lonely does.

How swell its waters as it grandly goes

By cloudy Catskill through West Point’s ravine,

Floating rich fleets its sculptured banks between,

Toward pillared Palisades past Anthony’s Nose!

Next laps Manhattan’s wharves in light caress,

Blent with green Neptune’s earth-surrounding streams

And dancing by the city’s blithesomeness

Gives port to navies where the high gull screams;

Then sinks its being in the featureless sea,

As souls melt theirs in death’s infinity.