THE DISCOVERERS

Through tangled mysteries of old romance Knights, Latin, Celt or Saxon, pass a-dream, Seeking the minarets of magic towers Through the witched woods that gleam.

Stately in trappings thick with gold and gems, Stern-browed and stubborn-eyed, they wandered forth, As children credulous, as strong men brave, To South, and West, and North.

Our venturous pilots map the windy skies; To serve our pleasure, huger galleons wait. Aflame with more than magic lights, our walls Guard the Manhattan Gate!


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BIBLIOGRAPHY

Among the sources of information from which the historical material of this book are drawn are the following works:

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