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VI. —and a semicircle of dirt colored men about a fire bursting from an old ash can,

VII. —and the worn, blue car rails (like the sky!) gleaming among the cobbles!

VIII. —and the rickety ferry-boat “Arden”! What an object to be called “Arden” among the great piers,— on the ever new river! “Put me a Touchstone at the wheel, white gulls, and we'll follow the ghost of the Half Moon to the North West Passage—and through! (at Albany!) for all that!”

IX. Exquisite brown waves—long circlets of silver moving over you! enough with crumbling ice-crusts among you! The sky has come down to you, lighter than tiny bubbles, face to