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Night with her pale Infinitude of Stars, l99% 



JNor Ocean, nor the Mountains, nor e en 1 hou, 



Niagara, with all thy loveliness, 



Can match, in possibilities of growth 



To Power, to Beauty, to Sublimity, 



That noblest mystery, the Soul of Man. 



. Niagara. (In Porter, P. A., Goat Island. Niagara 1900 



Falls, N. Y.: 1900.) 



This poem by an unknown author appears as an introduction to the 

 account of Goat Island. It is also found in the reprint of Mr. Porter's 

 work in the Sixteenth Annual Report of the Commissioners of the State 

 Reservation at Niagara. 



Great Fall, all hail : 



Canst thou unveil 



The secrets of thy birth ; 



Unfold the page 



Of each dark age, 



And tell the tales of earth? 



When I was born 



The stars of morn 



Together sang — 'twas day : 



The sun unrolled 



His garb of gold 



And took his upward way. 



He mounted high 



The eastern sky 



And then looked down on earth; 



And she was there, 



Young, fresh, and fair, 



And I, and all, had birth. 



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