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Hamilton Fish Armstrong, ed.  The Book of New York Verse.  1917.
An Ode for the Grand Canal Celebration, November 4, 1825 (abridged)
By Samuel Woodworth
’TIS done, ’tis done! The mighty chain
Which joins bright Erie to the Main,
For ages shall perpetuate
The glory of our native State.
’Tis done! The monarch of the briny tide,        5
  Whose giant arm encircles earth,
To virgin Erie is allied,
  A bright-eyed nymph of mountain birth.
Rising from their watery cells
  Tritons sport upon the tide,        10
And gaily blow their trumpet-shells
  In honour of the bride.
Sea-nymphs leave their coral caves,
Deep beneath the ocean waves,
Where they string with tasteful care        15
Pearls upon their sea-green hair.
Thetis’ virgin train advances,
Mingling in the bridal dances;
Jove himself with raptured eye
Throws his forkèd thunders by,        20
And bids Apollo seize his golden lyre,
  A strain of joy to wake;
While Fame proclaims that Ocean’s Sire
  Is wedded to the goddess of the Lake.
The smiling god of song obeys        25
And heaven re-echoes with his sounding lays.

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