Sharp and clear the buildings here
Cut through the blue, blue sky.
Hard, exact, each man-made fact
Stands strong and proud and high.

Beauty beams in sunlight streams
On angles, ledges, glass—
Giant gem in quiet hymn
Mere diamonds can’t surpass.

Nature’s light, manhood’s might,
Together great things give
To eyes that prize the height of sight
In men who love to live.