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

Intercessional, 1898

McCready Sykes

GODKIN the Righteous, known of old,

Priest of the nation’s moral health;

Within whose Post we daily read

The gospel of the rights of wealth;

Great Evening Post, be with us yet,

Lest we forget; lest we forget.

The Tribune drools; the Sun is vile;

The Journal and the World are lies;

Alone thy Post speaks forth the truth—

Not humble, but divinely wise.

Omniscient Post, don’t leave us yet,

Lest we forget; lest we forget.

Far East our navy swats the foe;

Manila falls beneath our fire;

We’re tempted, Larry, to exult—

But chide us with thy caustic ire.

Great Evening Post, reprove us yet,

Lest we forget; lest we forget.

If, proud of Dewey, we cheer his name,

And count the ships the Spaniards lost,

Such boastings as our fathers used—

Benighted folks without the Post;

Godkin, be quick; remind us yet,

Lest we forget; lest we forget.

For Yankee heart that puts her trust

In twenty-inch guns and armor plate,

And recognizeth not that all—

Save Godkin—are degenerate;

For licking Spain and wicked brag;

Godkin, forgive thy country’s flag.