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Catalog Number KSa020140
Collection Kate Strong Historical Library
Object Name Poem
Scope & Content LONG ISLAND
Alluring Island in whose length
Your name is, rather than your
strength,
Although you would not be so
strong,
We fancy, if you weren't so long,
You certainly are most unique
In one regard of which we speak,
To wit, along your north shore we
May see a sound-and hear a sea
Along your south shore. Still
this counts
For little in large amounts
Of larger joys one finds all through
The inside and outside of you.
For instance, let us contemplate
Your more than beatific state
From Valley Stream to Hillside scenes
Amidst the field and forest greens
We gaze upon fair Aquebogue,
Cutchogue, Patchogue and quaint
old Quogue,
And pausing anywhere would rest
Among the islands of the blest.
By still Setauket's silver strand
The Sound falls silent on the land,
While Mattituck and Copiague,
Like painter's visions, far and
vague,
Fade out before us as we gaze
On Hauppauge and Nesconset
ways
So pleasant that Syosset sighs,
Believing she is not the prize.
We slip from Islip and we go
To Ronkonkoma which we know
Is full of beauty; hence we fare
To rich Moriches, then from there
To Shinnecock whose hilly air,
Beyond all doubt must be in league
With Neptune's breath at salt Napeague.
Atop of Sinai's Mount we stand
And eastward see the Promised Land
Where Amagansett seems to think
She has the P. L. on the blink.
But Noyac calls, and Wantagh wants
The traveler upon his pleasure jaunts.
And Massapequa sings a song
That moves the lagging steps along,
While Yaphank cries and Speonk begs
To hang our hats upon their pegs.
Salonga smiles and Wyandanch
Bright Matawoh and Necox lure
To ozone straight and water pure;
Peconic, Maspeth, Pointowoods,
No less than others, are the goods,
And every spot doth pleasure haunt
From Brooklyn Bridge to Montauk Point.
Full well we know you're passing fair,
And yet we have to leave you there
Although we wish, unanimous,
That we could take you home with us.
Alluring Island, hear us shout,
You sure are sweetness, long drawn out.
W.J. LAMPTON.
Notes Accompanied by the following: Printed stationary [ ]
[ORVILLE B. ACKERLY
243 WEST 34TH STREET
TELEPHONE 1760-12 GREELEY]
NEW YORK]
Nov 1st 1913
My dear Mr. Mount:
I notice something in your column about L.I. Railroad history.
I enclose copy of article page of an uncommon pamphlet in my collection which you might send to the historian.
Hastily yours
O. B. Ackerly
To Mr. B. Mount esq.

Envelope:
[ORVILLE B. ACKERLY
243 WEST 34TH STREET
MANHATTAN,-NEW YORK]
Addressed to:
Jno. B. Mount esq.
East Setauket L.I.
Postmarked New York Nov 1 1913 with a 2 c. stamp affixed