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 They never saw a steamboat, or balloon, Velocipede, or Quarterly Review; Or wore a pair of Baehr's black satin breeches, Or read an Almanac, or Clinton's Speeches.

In short, in every thing we far outshine them,— Art, science, taste, and talent; and a stroll Through this enlightened city would refine them More than ten years hard study of the whole Their genius has produced of rich and rare— God bless the Corporation and the Mayor!

In sculpture, we've a grace the Grecian master, Blushing, had owned his purest model lacks; We've Mr. Bogart in the best of plaster, The Witch of Endor in the best of wax, Besides the head of Franklin on the roof Of Mr. Lang, both jest and weather proof.

And on our City Hall a Justice stands; A neater form was never made of board, Holding majestically in her hands A pair of steelyards and a wooden sword; And looking down with complaisant civility— Emblem of dignity and durability.