 | The Poems of Richard Watson Gilder |  |
THE OBELISK (1881)
Beneath a stone wrenched from Egyptian sandsSix rivers run through six imperial lands;
Nile, Bosphorus, Tiber, Seine, and Thames, till now
The Hudson wears the jewel on her brow.
Land that we love! O be thou, by this sign,
Tho' last, the noblest of the mighty line.
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