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Flow on river!
Flow with the flood-tide and ebb with the ebb tide!..
Frolic on, crested and scallop-edged waves!...
Gorgeous clouds of the sun-set! Drench with your splendor...
Me, or the men and women generations after me;...
Cross from shore to shore, countless crowds of passengers!...
Stand up tall masts of mannahatta!--Stand up beautiful hills of
Brooklyn!
Crossing Brooklyn Ferry from Leaves of Grass
--Walt Whitman, 1855
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