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"Boston as Seen From the Harvard Bridge"

Lloyd McKim Garrison Prize Poem.

Staid guardian of our northeast gate!

From lands where sunset is the dawn

The nations bring their gifts to thee

On double roads of ringing steel

And laden pathways of the sea.

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Oh wake in pleasure-stifled ears

The challenge of unsorted spoil--

Give us a task, and guard our lips

From boasting in another's toil.

Across thy stream our fathers came

To find the knowledge born of men;

With thee they tracked the circling stars

And heard the songs of Rome again.

Thou gavest them the seeds of strength,

The glimpses of a world unwon--

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