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Hamilton Fish Armstrong, ed.  The Book of New York Verse.  1917.
The Gateway
By Harvey Maitland Watts
The Pennsylvania Railroad Station, New York

WHAT Rome in sheer abandonment of pride
Flung free on high for Purple Ease a lair,
Fretted with gold, a-gleam with spoils most rare,
Here, to a nobler use soars purified.
While from its silent depths controllèd glide        5
The slaving monsters as the people fare—
Of all things past the free, resplendent heir—
Holding the earth in leash with naught untried.
Lo! ’neath these vaultings how oblivion sweeps
The older portals! What the Golden Horn?        10
Or Venice, dreaming where soft waters swoon?
Or Atlas towering o’er grey ocean’s deep?
Here, where this titan gateway greets the morn
Glad millions press to life’s exultant noon!

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