Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes. America: Vols. XXVXXIX. 187679. | | | | Middle States: New York, the City, N. Y. | | The Ferry-Boat | | Richard Henry Stoddard (18251903) |
| | | WRECKS of clouds of a sombre gray, | |
| Like the ribbed remains of a mastodon, | |
| Were piled in masses along the west, | |
| And a streak of red stretched over the sun. | |
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| I stood on the deck of the ferry-boat, | 5 |
| As the summer evening deepened to night; | |
| Where the tides of the river ran darkling past, | |
| Through lengthening pillars of crinkled light. | |
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| The wind blew over the land and the waves | |
| With its salt sea-breath, and a spicy balm, | 10 |
| And it seemed to cool my throbbing brain, | |
| And lend my spirit its gusty calm. | |
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| The forest of masts, the dark-hulled ships, | |
| The twinkling lights, and the sea of men, | |
| I read the riddle of each and all, | 15 |
| And I knew their inner meaning then. | |
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| For while the beautiful moon arose, | |
| And drifted the boat in her yellow beams, | |
| My soul went down the river of thought, | |
| That flows in the mystic land of dreams! | 20 | | | |
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