Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DIGGING FOUNDATIONS AT NIGHT; CORTLAND STREET, by HARVEY MAITLAND WATTS First Line: Here, where the forges sound their giant scale Last Line: Some new aladdin's dream, scraping the very skies. Subject(s): New York City - Buildings | ||||||||
Here, where the forges sound their giant scale Of thud and groan, and braziers belch their smoke; In depths, unseen backs bent, nor fear, nor quail The myriads toil; bearing in cheer the yoke, Knowing full well that soon, aloft, will rise Some new Aladdin's dream, scraping the very skies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MONODY ON THE ASTOR HOUSE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THE WOOLWORTH BUILDING by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN THE ANGEL OF THE CORNICE by FLORENCE WILKINSON EVANS NEW YORK DAYS by WILLIAM ELLERY LEONARD THE TOWERS OF MANHATTAN by DONALD ROBERT PERRY MARQUIS NEW YORK, FROM A SKYSCRAPER by JAMES OPPENHEIM THE CLOCK IN THE AIR by JOHN CURTIS UNDERWOOD THE MORAINE by JOHN CURTIS UNDERWOOD THE EMPIRE CITY by GEORGE SYLVESTER VIERECK THE GATEWAY by HARVEY MAITLAND WATTS THE PINES, SIXTY-SEVENTH STREET; CENTRAL PARK, LOOKING SOUTHWARD by HARVEY MAITLAND WATTS SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 26 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |
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