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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908).  An American Anthology, 1787–1900.  1900.
135. Where Hudson’s Wave
By George Pope Morris
WHERE Hudson’s wave o’er silvery sands
  Winds through the hills afar,
Old Cronest like a monarch stands,
  Crowned with a single star!
And there, amid the billowy swells        5
  Of rock-ribbed, cloud-capped earth,
My fair and gentle Ida dwells,
  A nymph of mountain-birth.
The snow-flake that the cliff receives,
  The diamonds of the showers,        10
Spring’s tender blossoms, buds, and leaves,
  The sisterhood of flowers,
Morn’s early beam, eve’s balmy breeze,
  Her purity define;
Yet Ida’s dearer far than these        15
  To this fond breast of mine.
My heart is on the hills. The shades
  Of night are on my brow:
Ye pleasant haunts and quiet glades,
  My soul is with you now!        20
I bless the star-crowned highlands where
  My Ida’s footsteps roam:
O for a falcon’s wing to bear
  Me onward to my home!


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