THE CENTENNIAL, JULY 4, 1876. ERE stands the Nation's mighty Thought, HER With look and attitude sublime; Both her colossal arms stretched out, Seeking two equal bounds of time. One hand rests on the very day When Freedom struggled from the womb; The other, groping on its way, Finds all this multitude a tomb! The eyes of Thought, first backward cast, The eyes of Thought now onward tend, Here stands the Nation's mighty Thought! Her arm and eye have reached, and brought What make us one forevermore. This centre of the Keystone State Great City of Fraternal Love, How well the worlds have met in thee; God's Peace-built City let it be! Charlotte Fiske Bates. Pittsburg, Pa. PITTSBURG. ERE lay dark Pittsburg, from whose site there HERE broke The manufacturer's black and sparkling smoke, Where Industry and useful Science reigned, Hunting the trade, and war the sport he loved, James Kibble Paulding. Pocantico, the River, N. Y. WILD THE POCANTICO. waters of Pocantico! Stray rivulet of wood and glen ! Thy murmuring laughters, soft and low, O'er broader bosoms than thy own The fleeting wings of commerce glide; Hid in thy sylvan haunts alone The nymphs of fairy-land abide. The azure blue of summer's sky Far in thy shadowy dells unseen. Along thy gently coursing stream The huntsman, heedless, loves to roam; Thou art well guarded by a host, No hardy woodman dare intrude To rob thee of thy ancient shade, |