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Paumanok

Sea-beauty! stretch’d and basking!

One side thy inland ocean laving, broad, with copious commerce,

steamers, sails,

And one the Atlantic’s wind caressing, fierce or gentle — mighty hulls

dark-gliding in the distance.

Isle of sweet brooks of drinking-water — healthy air and soil!

Isle of the salty shore and breeze and brine!