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1802–1864

Up the Hudson.

George Pope Morris

Up the Hudson!— Fleetly gliding To our haunts among the trees! Joy the gallant vessel guiding With a fresh and cheerful breeze!

Wives and dear ones yearn to meet us — ( Hearts that love us to the core! ) And with fond expressions greet us As we near the welcome shore!

Ho! ye inland seas and islands!— ( Echo follows where we go! ) Ho! ye headlands, hills, and highlands! Ho! ye Undercliffeans, ho!

Up the Hudson!— Rock and river, Grove and glen pronounce His praise, Who, of every “Good the Giver,” Leads us through these pleasant ways!—

Care recedes like water-traces Of our bark, as on we glide, Where the hand of nature graces Homesteads on the Hudson side!

Ho! ye inland seas and islands!— ( Echo follows where we go! ) Ho! ye headlands, hills, and highlands! Ho! ye Undercliffeans, ho!

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