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Hamilton Fish Armstrong, ed.  The Book of New York Verse.  1917.
 
Madison Square: Christmas
By Brian Hooker
 
HERE is our worth. We cannot rear the towers
  Of other times, nor bid our deeds remain
  Where lesser generations dream in vain,
Nor sing their songs, nor crown us with their flowers.
The kingdoms and the glories and the powers        5
  Have been; yet it may be the slow years gain
  A thought more sorrow for a brother’s pain,
A little joy in other joy than ours.
 
We in whose sight the world is newly known,
  Shall we match works with Babylon, or wars        10
    With Rome, or arts with Athens? Which of them
Will praise our pride? This only is our own—
  This dead tree blossoming a thousand stars,
    And every one a Star of Bethlehem.
 
 
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